health and fitness: Running into a storm: the story of the Sealand half-marathon

mercredi 2 mars 2016

Running into a storm: the story of the Sealand half-marathon

It must be of the worst places on earth to run – on a treadmill, battered by wind, in the middle of the sea. So how did the race become a reality?

How I ran a half marathon on Sealand

The days of Captain Scott are over: there are no new continents to discover, no great peaks yet to climb. Yet adventure remains, often surprisingly close to home. Take the Principality of Sealand, a self-declared country lying seven miles off the east coast of England.

For the uninitiated, Sealand is a gunning tower-turned-island-nation, comprising two hollow steel legs and a platform roughly the size of two tennis courts. It is accessible only by boat and a dodgy winch. Its most regular visitor is gale-force wind. It is, in other words, one of the worst places on earth to try to organise a half-marathon.