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Interview with Duchess


Duchess says: I've long since learnt that I need something to look at when I run so I'd love to do the Venice Marathon (even if only the last mile or two is actually in the city that is my favourite place on earth).
If we can also ignore aptitude, ability and the fact that I don't like snow, running in the Himalayas would be amazing; imagine running across the roof of the world...


Duchess says: High praise from the Queen of ranting!
My superpower would be super vision so I can find the things that have temporarily misplaced themselves.


Please explain the elements of your avatar. I believe I see champagne, a cat, a bullwhip(?!). What have I missed?
Duchess says: A glass of champagne, a cat and a whip, absolutely right. Well what more could I want? Except maybe a pair of heels, of course...
Champagne to make me happy, a cat to ride on the back of my broomstick and a whip to keep recalcitrant runners and colleagues in order.

Duchess says: Rather boringly it's usually just a cup of coffee, but the best post-run drink I ever had was a pint of cider at the Inversnaid Hotel after a run alongside Loch Lomond on a hot summer's day a few years ago. It tasted like nectar and two-thirds of it disappeared in one mouthful, at which point I remembered that I needed to run back.

Duchess says: Pairs of heels are like bikes; the correct answer to "how many do you own?" is always "one less than the number that I need". It's into three digits, that's as precise as I want to get.



Duchess says: The chances of me passing you in a race are somewhat akin to hell freezing over...but I'm entered for the Edinburgh Half at the end of May so if you're running the marathon at your usual speed, we might arrive in Musselburgh about the same time.

Duchess says: No, but I like them a great deal more now that I can buy trainers in happy colours (peril of needing a men's fitting). The original inspiration for running came from watching a bunch of runners laughing and bounding down off Rannoch Moor in the snow (including a certain small noisy blonde Fetchie) but since then, there are so many things I'd struggle to choose. The people, the places, the camaraderie - all of them drive something.
A bottle of champagne would be an excellent goody bag - I was gutted the year I did Smokies and there was no wine.


Duchess says: At the risk of sounding incredibly mushy, it has to be the people. Ultra running seems to strip away any urban veneer of behaviour, leaving only the real person on display, and (almost always) that turns out to be someone honest and likeable. I get to stand around, shout at people, get hugged and see some spectacular places, what's not to like?
I have a million memorable moments - I acquire a dozen at every race - but probably the first prize giving for WHW back in 2011. I didn't expect to find it quite so emotional yet there I was, sat with tears pouring down my face throughout almost all of it. The tribute of the final finisher receiving their goblet from the winner still gets me every time.
Top tips: midge repellent and a sense of humour. And the thought that this year you're not supporting one runner, you're supporting 200 and all of their crews.

Duchess says: Half a dozen? And mathematically that's probably about right, although it might not be the same six. Alternatively I fear that the ubiquitous SatanCorp may actually employ all of us and we just haven't realised....

Duchess says: Keep your extremities warm: hands, feet and head. I have very thick hair but I also have a selection of fake fur hats to supplement that. I've been known to wear two pairs of gloves (fingerless mittens if you need to hold a pen) and both tights and socks on my feet (I've a lovely pair of Teko merino socks that are wonderfully toasty). It always helps if you can manage to find something other than a icy muddy puddle to stand it - Scotland doesn't always help with that one.


Duchess says: I'm never sure whether I actually like racing as opposed to running itself; they seem more of a means to an end. However there is still the little matter of The West Highland Way - if I have a bucket list, that's the top of the list.

Duchess says: If it's a type of food, it will be cheese for its almost infinite variety, although if it was just one food it would be Marmite, which requires no explanation for half the population and is inexplicable for the remainder. Choosing a single book would be difficult but I think it will be Venice by Jan Morris, which is the most perfect love letter ever written. While there are many Fetchies that I adore, I think I would choose to take Fellrunning because I could listen to his stories for years without being bored. And I could rely on Shel to invent some mathematical formula to locate and retrieve us before the next lambing season.


Duchess says: For some reason, most post-race unwinding always involves a glass of something sparkly! Or several glasses if santababy is involved....
General unwinding usually involves a book. I have cupboards full of books at home and then random piles scattered around the place on windowsills and tables. At the moment I'm devouring the Inspector Montalbano series.


Duchess says: The Duchess of Duke Street? Or is that showing my age?
It comes from one of those family myths, that my mum's family had links going back to nobility (not as exotic as it seems - something like 99% of the white British population can claim Edward III as an ancestor). Although in this case, through a delinquent daughter that ran off with the village carpenter and was promptly disinherited so completely that a few generations later the family were barely evading the workhouse. Being a delinquent daughter myself, I liked the story and generally use it as my online identity.

Duchess says: For you, I recommend Clyde Stride in July. Around 40 miles and a little bit of everything thrown together (up, down, flat, grass, tarmac, trail, pavement) ending up in New Lanark with soup and cider and a laid-back party after the best race director's hug in the country.

Duchess says: What makes you think I dont?


Duchess says: I did say once that if I ever ran an ultra, I would want loon dod supporting me, on the grounds that if I was physically able to run, walk or crawl to the finish line, he would make sure that I did. I think I stand by that. Velociraptor would probably have the same effect.
When I ran the Clyde Stride relay, I started helping at the checkpoint from force of habit, so whoever was at KLL would have to also be able to tell me to bugger off out of the door!

Duchess says: Yay, more fizz!
Dean Richards (Tigers and England rugby player from the amateur era) to keep the car park under control. His day job was a police officer and he once pulled over the car I was in being driven (rather fast and recklessly) by a teenage boyfriend. Seeing that absolute giant unfold himself from the patrol car was, and remains, one of the scariest moments of my life.
Mae West for sheer sass and wisecracks that would keep me entertained for however long the shift was.
George Clooney for reasons that need no explanation whatsoever!

Duchess says: I love that I *can* run. I hated PE at school, never did sports, was consistently useless at everything I was made to do and retained that dislike/inability into adulthood. So to discover, in my 40's, that I can run, even if it's short and slow, amazes me. I love the places it takes me and the headspace it gives me to bring my world into balance. I hate when it gives me blisters, or when it wrecks the hair I've spent several hours and a lot of money in the hairdressers having made lovely.



Duchess says: Shall we make a deal? The first year I think I can cover 33 miles in a time that doesn't interfere with George getting to his Guinesss at a reasonable hour, I'll do it. In return, can you make sure that there are ultra flapjacks reserved for me at halfway and the finish?

Duchess says: Go for it! Unless you're super speedy, an ultra means you're going to be spending several hours out there, so for your first race make sure you choose a course that runs somewhere you want to be for that long. Practice taking food on the move - preferably real food not gels - and running on tired legs. Back to backs of a long run on two consecutive days help with that. Accept that if you do it, and love it, it's going to take over your life. And come and run an ultra in Scotland, we do great races, hugs and post-race parties.

Part 2) Favourite music of all time?
Part 3) of 2. Who would you most like to punch?
Duchess says: Recipe, McG? Do you think I can cook? My baking recipes are too long so Roast Butternut Squash instead. Slices of pumpkin drizzled with oil, sprinkle with paprika, rosemary and sea salt and roast on a hot baking sheet for 20-30 minutes. Best served with parsnips cooked the same way.
Favourite music is difficult...I need at least two: La Serenissima by Rondo Veneziana, and the Kaddish Symphony by Bernstein which I was fortunate enough to see narrated by Samuel Pisar .
I'm far too nice a person really...but whoever first thought of offshore outsourcing should have been slapped hard and sent to have a nice lie-down with a cup of tea and a biscuit.

Duchess says: Ah, _andy, my "normal" runner who turned into a rather extraordinary ultra runner.
About a year before Rannoch Moor, I got very drunk one evening in the back yard with my next door neighbour who mentioned that, a few weekends before, he and his mate had run 160 miles. When I sobered up (several weeks later) I thought "wtf did he say? HOW MANY MILES?????" and started reading blogs and race forums. And to a rather lost and lonely person, several hundred miles from home, this all created my own private serial drama that I became utterly fascinated by and addicted to. The following spring I realised Jez Bragg was running the Fling and decided to go and see it, on the grounds that I'd never have a chance to see someone that good again (!). And in June I fell down the rabbit hole as all my blog writers came to life as they walked through the doors of KLL....
Not surprisingly, many of my inspirations are strong women. Some are runners such as Debs Martin Consani who manages to combine elite running with motherhood and a career, and Fiona Rennie who utterly refuses to allow life to get in the way of how she thinks it should be, regardless of what fate throws at her. I'll add Joopsy and HappyG to that list (despite being male) who are two of the best human beings I know, with an astounding capacity for living life to its greatest degree of contentment, positivity and joy.

Duchess says: I don't think there's one guaranteed way; different runners will respond to different motivations. A few years ago, I had a blazing row in the car park at KLL with a runner who wanted to quit. I think I basically told him to **** off up the hill before I kicked him up it. I won the argument and the next time I saw him was as he collected his goblet. More often, it's about not allowing the gremlins to take over and convince a physically capable runner that they can't go on, they're the same gremlins that build a wall at about 20 miles in a marathon. So tell them they're talking nonsense, that they're going to eat some hot food and then start walking before they even think about it. After all it's only a half marathon to go and how many of those have they run in their lives?

Duchess says: *blushes* I couldn't possibly have a favourite ultra runner, where would I start? The elites? (I realised I know all but one of the Scotland team for the Anglo Celtic Plate). The back of the pack crew who put in blood and sweat and tears for longer than everyone else? The first-timers who realise they've done the impossible as they approach the finish line? The fizz drinkers? The gin drinkers? The ones I can always rely on for a smile and a hug? Pfft, behave yourself! Or you'll be getting the kick and no hugs!

Duchess says: I may have partly answered this above, but if I had to choose one, it would be this lady:
fionarenniewhw.blogspot.co.uk
whose attitude to running and life never ceases to amaze me. And she gives great hugs, if I can get her to stand still for long enough in the middle of a race.