Beach, bog and brownies

The Grizzly. 20(ish) brutal miles of typical East Devon terrain. Surely you’d have to be mad to do that…???

When we first moved down here, it’s fair to say I took a bit of convincing. But as soon as you’ve realised that everyone does it, the FOMO (fear of missing out) kicks in and before you know it, you’re clicking on the website as when entries open. Once you’ve sampled the fantastic atmosphere and impeccable organisation, you’ll be hooked, and telling your friends they’d actually be mad not to do it!

I previously ran the full distance in 2014 and, having been away from all things Devon while on a cycling adventure for 15 long months, I was especially eager for a return appearance. Slight snag….I’d run just ten times in those 15 months, and would have only four months to train. AND I had a grumbly knee from too much cycling. Could I do it?

I thought I probably could. I settled on a training plan which started with the lowly goal of running just three miles, three times a week. I increased my weekly mileage by just 10% at a time, topping out at a rather unimpressive 25 miles. My longest run was just 16 miles, and that was on the flat…. But I was in one piece. I ran consistently three times a week for four months, with a couple of weeks off due to a cough and a niggly calf. I saw the physio twice about the niggles…AND then did my prescribed daily dose of rehab exercises, stretching and foam rolling with something approximating to enthusiasm 😉

Race day dawned, and I was in one piece! As long as I took it super easy, drank and ate well, and managed not to fall over, I was confident I would make it.

As the title suggests, there was beach:


Two sections in fact, this one is only a few miles from the end and you know what, I ran the whole thing. At the pace of a snail….but I was still running!

And there was bog:


Two bogs, in fact, deep joy! Quite fun I suppose, but I could have done without the ton of mud and stones in my trainers afterwards. Sigh. Moving on!

There were also hills a-plenty, culminating in the ‘staircase to heaven’ which is infamous, but not actually THAT bad. Or maybe I was just distracted by the view.


There were also thousands of smiling runners, hundreds of cheering marshalls, and an excellent cake stop which we ran through twice. There was also a bagpiper. And a samba band. And various ensembles and quartets to keep us entertained. So much going on, I barely had time to feel tired….or maybe I just wasn’t running fast enough for that 😉

I was the slowest runner in my entire running club, and yet I felt prouder of my achievement than I have when closer to the top few. Grizzly 2019, done! I’ll certainly be back.

I promised brownies. Disclaimer: the brownies I actually made for Grizzly weekend weren’t particularly good. I’ve used the same recipe a couple of times and it seems to split – not sure what I’m doing wrong. So instead, here’s my reliable Green and Black’s recipe which I think I will be reverting to in future!

You will need:
* 200g butter
* 100g dark choc
* 350g dark brown sugar
* 4 large eggs
* 1tsp vanilla extract
* 200g self-raising flour

I use a square brownie tin, lined with baking parchment.

Melt the chocolate and butter over a low heat (I can’t be bothered with a bain-marie but it is probably a good idea to stop things splitting!)

Remove from the heat and add the sugar. Beat the eggs and add to the chocolate mixture. Sift the flour and stir into the mixture.

Pour it all into the tin and cook at 180 degrees for 25-30 mins until the top is crispy but the insides are soft.

Enjoy! Best serve warm with vanilla ice cream 🙂

Keep calm and carry on training

I’ll be upfront here. No cake this week. I did have a lovely piece of carrot cake earlier today, made even lovelier by the company of Becca, but I failed to take a photo. Must do better!

Enough about cake (or lack thereof). What about the running?

I had a bit of a setback last week, in the form of a cough. Not ideal at the best of times, and especially worrisome when you’re already on a bare minimum training plan. It was oh so tempting to keep training….but I resisted. Because, as a wise rowing coach once said, ‘you’re no good to anyone if you’re injured’.

It was particularly poor timing because last week was supposed to be my second-biggest week in terms of training load, second only to this week. So that’s gone down the pan somewhat. However, the wise old Husb saved the day by pointing out that a 3 week taper was probably excessive for someone running so (comparatively) little. So I’ve allocated next week as another big(ish) week, and then my feet will largely be UP until the big day.

Far too much nitty gritty I know. I will try to be less running bore from now on.

After testing myself out at parkrun on Saturday (Phoenix Park in Runcorn, what an absolute gem), I was almost confident that I could manage 16 miles with Shazruns today. Mostly because she’d run a mahoosive PB at the Dursley Dozen yesterday, so would be suitably tired. And also because it would be flat, albeit muddy.

Rosie the cat supervises shoelace-tying

Spoiler: I made it! 16.5 miles no less. Devon treated us to a wonderful day so, along with the excellent company, the views kept me suitably distracted.

The muddiness is in no way illustrated by this pic

I’m now firmly on the sofa and looking forward to not being able to move until at least Thursday 😉

Plan D

Today is my friend Super Luce’s birthday. How would she choose to celebrate?

  • Plan A was to race the Trail Events Co. 12K on Dartmoor yesterday. Then it snowed…a lot.
  • Event postponed by one day. Plan B was to race today instead. Then it snowed some more.
  • Event cancelled. Plan C was to do our own thing and run along the coast path near Budleigh Salterton.
  • The ‘footpath’ leading to the coast path was, in fact, a private farm track. Plan D was a slightly amended loop!

While the change of day was a slight inconvenience in that we’d be running with mild hangovers after Saturday night’s birthday dinner, I’m pretty happy that things worked out the way they did. What a glorious day!

East Devon. Not too shabby.

It also fitted in nicely with my training this week. When the race was cancelled, I jumped at the chance to squeeze in a cheeky parkrun. Even though it would push me 5K over my sensible distance tally for the week (I love parkrun too much to pass up this opportunity). But plan D was precisely 5K shorter than plan A, so I’m right on track! It was meant to be 🙂

The icing on the cake* was being reunited with our friend Grimey (find her blog here) who recently returned from a year cycling the Americas. Her running legs seem to be in far better shape than mine were when I started running again! She says it’s the red blood cells from cycling at altitude, so hopefully that’ll wear off soon 😉

Wanda the dog could work on her photo presence

Oh yes, that cake. After the vocal disappointment from many readers at the lack of a cake recipe on my last post, I thought I’d better rectify the situation. I recreated the aforementioned coffee and walnut cake for Luce:

Claudia Winkelman’s favourite, apparently.

If you would like to do the same, here’s how.

For the cake (slightly adapted from this recipe) you will need:

  • 200g plain flour
  • 100g walnuts, finely ground
  • 1 tsp bicarbonate of soda
  • 1/2 tsp baking powder
  • 175g caster sugar
  • 270ml plant milk (I used soya)
  • 60ml mild oil (I used light olive)
  • 2 tbsp lemon juice
  • 2 tsp instant coffee dissolved in 2 tsp hot water

Mix dry ingredients. Mix wet ingredients. Mix it all together. Put in lined tins and bake at 150 degrees (fan oven, otherwise 170 degrees) until it’s done. I used two smallish tins and it cooked in 25 mins. The recipe suggests one 16.5cm tin and cooking for 1 hour.

For the icing (from my Mum’s ancient cookbook; I didn’t really like the icing from the cake recipe):

  • 200g icing sugar
  • 40g margarine
  • 25g caster sugar
  • 2 tsp instant coffee dissolved in 2 tbsp hot water

Heat all ingredients (except the icing sugar) gently in a pan until the caster sugar has dissolved. Bring to the boil then take off the heat. Mix syrup into icing sugar. Chill until completely cool. Fill and ice cake 🙂 Decorate with walnuts, if you like.

Attempt #2 was just as good as attempt #1. This one could become a regular!

By the way, you can follow me on instagram, if that floats your boat. @101adventureswithcake. And twitter, @girlcalledcake (I am yet to tweet, bear with me). Gone are the days when you could have the same username across all platforms, one of the alleged ‘golden rules’ of social media.  I’m clearly late to the party….

Gratuitous pic of the view from Budleigh Salterton, taken by the Husb.