Anyway the run began with the Town Cryer ringing his bell, and we were off. The course was cleverly planned out. It started with a jog up a slight incline, with sharp hairpins here and there before turning onto a gentle slope down towards the woods. When we entered the woods there were signs up to warn us we were entering a biohazard area. There was then a steep drop down to the bottom of the hill, before turning sharply back up the hill. Up until this point we hadn't encountered any zombies, but this is where the clever planning came into play. By the time it came to us turning to go back up the steep hill we were all shattered from the run beforehand. Now tiredness had set it, it would make it difficult to run away from any zombies.
As I approached the a tunnel under the path above the first group of zombies awaited. When I got within a few metres of danger, I noticed that there were laminated hearts and brains to the side of the path so I quickly tried to workout the safest route to collect them. Prizes would be given out to the runners that collected the most organs, so I was keen to collect them. The heart was simple enough to get as another runner ahead of me distracted the zombie guard. The brain, though, was a tougher task. It was placed on a wall just behind a zombie. As I ran towards it a zombie stepped in my way. I gave him a dummy side-step and ran around him, but not fast enough to avoid losing a ribbon. As I did so though I lost my footing and slipped down onto one knee. The zombie, showing that he still had some sign of humanity about him, knelt down to see if I was ok. Spotting my opportunity I leapt up and grabbed the brain and scarpered before he knew what had happened. I only got a few yards before another zombie awaited me on the other side of the tunnel....another life lost!
I did pretty well after that, I lost count of how many groups of zombies I encountered after that, but despite being a tall guy, managed to duck and dive around each zombie grab. So as I approached the finishing line my confidence at the thought I would make it out alive grew. This was short lived when I spotted what awaited me on the home stretch. You can see in the pictures below how the panic set in as I spotted the ambush. In each picture you can see how I'm desperate to get to safety as the zombie gets near and nearer, before finally being caught and losing my final life.
Casually jogging, unaware of my fate.
Just noticed the ambush beginning.
RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!!!!
Caught!
Left for dead!
I was so close to surviving! What can't be seen in these pictures are the steps that are just out of shot at the bottom of the image. Had it not been for the runners ahead blocking my way, I honestly think I could have made it. As it was, I ended up being slumped against the wall completely out of breath, but having enjoyed the thrill of the chase.
In the days following I was, as expected, stiff and sore from the exercise. I'm sorry to say that I didn't manage to complete the full 5k by running. By the time I got down to the bottom of the hill I was completely worn out...the lack of preparation had taken it out of me. I was impressed that despite my lack of fitness, I managed to get almost all of the way around with my life intact. Nevertheless, on such hilly and slippy terrain I completed the whole 5k fun run, so that means that task #86 is COMPLETE!!!!!!
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