22/05/2026
One week on from and just about recovered.
Still finding new bumps and bruises, and have the foot of an elephant.
Very rare I acknowledge this kind of thing, but I’m genuinely proud of myself for this one.
100 miles across the rough, rugged terrain of the Eryri (Snowdonia) national park, regarded as one of the toughest 100 mile mountain ultras in the world. 60% of those who started didn’t finish, which just shows how difficult the course is.
We had sun, wind, rain, bog, storms and sub zero temperatures.
Hallucinations and barely able to see through a hail storm on the second summit of Snowdon, 36 hours in, with a wind chill of -10 was pretty sketchy. Fortunately I was with a good group of lads at that point and we got each other through it.
After not finishing last year, I went away, worked on my weaknesses with the legend himself and came back knowing I’d get it done, I was nervous but never really in doubt.
Definitely had a few head wobbles. Being nearly waist deep in bog, frozen through, soaked to the bone and wanting to quit, but it was never an option.
Massive shoutout to Dan, Kez, Mum and my stepdad for making the journey. Seeing familiar faces when you’re sleep deprived and absolutely hanging does wonders for your sprits.
And the biggest thank you to the love of my life .g.needham for supporting me through all of it, the training, the early mornings, the weekends away, every single event. And for the aftercare when I inevitably come back crippled!
Thankfully I never have to do that again. Though I’m sure the itch will come back at some point.