
The Running Comeback Continues
Contributed by Greg Wilson
New zealand 6 day - hagley park, christchurch
29 Sept - 5 Oct 2025

Following my first completed 6 Day Race the remainder of 2024 was very low key. Three weeks rest and one run, then three weeks off and very light training. A couple of weeks of 55 kms and two Lancefield Parkrun 5th in 24 minutes and 3rd in 22 minutes 25 secs. From there one long run each week, took through to the New Year.
Six months previously I had put in an entry for Two Bays 56km Trail Ultra. A new M70 record had been created and was an hour slower than my worst effort. If I had looked back at my training then, common sense would have prevailed and I would not attend. Anyway, run I did and reached 40 km (1007m climb) in 4 hrs 32 mins 52 secs, at least an hour in front of record pace. A refreshing drizzle set in, making for great conditions, after a warm and humid start. The organizers immediately halted the event citing thunderstorms. A very unhappy DNF.
After recovering, I rapidly built up to five weeks of over 100 kms. It was a tiring balancing act, but the best period I have achieved recently. A week of taper and it was off to Canberra for another crack at the Sri Chinmoy 48 Hour. Pre-race we shared around the Peace Torch, which was soon to be off on a lap of Australia. Crew supremo Justin had shingles, but he organized a great group to assist me. When W55 champion Bernadette Benson pulled out due to predicted hot weather I had serious misgivings. I didn’t amend my schedule, but was well aware that records were unlikely.
After ten hours stomach troubles set in, which made it difficult to ingest enough fuel to maintain the pace. On the second day the baking hot conditions led to time in the tent shade, sheltering until kinder weather as the sun became lower in the sky. Night two had more walking than running and sleep deprivation had me weaving around instead of proceeding in a straight line. The solution was brief “lie downs” every hour, but each one detracts from the final tally.
On the last morning most runners were waiting for “the siren to sound” and battling extreme exhaustion. On the other hand I recalled the final stages of my record run two years earlier and joined a few of the leaders in running the straights and walking the bends. For the final hour I was the only runner able/willing to keep up a steady run. Proof to me that the mind and willpower can override exhaustion. STRAVA pointed out that I had only been moving for 36 hours and this is reflected in the final distance achieved of 245.073 kms.
Amazingly I was able to run again after only three days of rest. Soon I was back to large kilometre totals each week. Meanwhile there was a significant change in my living circumstances occurring. After many years of sharing costs with housemate Frances, she had moved back to her empty farmhouse. This entailed me buying half a house with superannuation and incurring a mortgage. Just “do-able “on a pension, but any days of financial extravagance are a thing of the past. I will miss the prize goats which were rehomed a bit earlier. The interrupted racing career of my part owned “Gallant Grey” Hillcrest Avenue came to an end when he bled. In retirement he is sure to be a clerk of the course mount somewhere.
When in Canberra the organizer Prachar Stegeman had suggested that I might like some involvement in the Peace Torch Relay if it passed near my home region. So on the first of May I took a train north to Bendigo and joined the van of male runners for a day on the road. Runners at this stage (some doing the entire distance) were, Asprihanal Alto (Finland), Edgars Ancans (Latvia), Mikail Vasilchenko (Russia), Munck Jargal Lkhaasuren (Mongolia) Prachar Stegeman (Australia, Ronivon Olivera (Brazil) and myself. I had a good chat with Aspirhanal who holds the World Record for the longest race… 3100 miles. That is an unbelievable three marathons a day for 40 days and 9 hours! Each one would have to be completed in five hours to allow enough time for eating and sleeping … let alone recovery!
In and out of the van and carrying the Peace Torch, I completed 6kms at Sutton grange, 2 kms at Taradale, 5kms at Gisborne and 5 kms at Plumpton. On arrival at Kyneton I carried the torch, leading the team into Our Lady Of The Rosary Primary School, for an inspirational meet and greet with students and staff. A Torch Bearer Award was bestowed on engineer Arnold Dix who in 2023 organized the rescue of 41 young men who became trapped inside the Silkyara Bend-Barkot tunnel in the Himalaya’s. All in all, a busy day and worthwhile experience.
A week later Athletics Victoria held a cross country at nearby Hanging Rock and so I decided on a rare shorter race. Lolling around relaxed and chatting, I somehow missed the start. I ran the course solo covering the 8 kms in 38 minutes. In mid-May top Multi Day Adventure Racer Del Lloyd made contact and we commenced fairly regular mid-week training runs. These two hour runs in the hills around Mt. Macedon and Woodend should help fitness wise, so long as I recover for long Sunday runs. We run at the same pace and chatting away we enjoy each other’s company and the scenery, as the time flies by.
My training had been solid at around 100 kilometres per week but it fell back in June. My Townsville running mate and proprietor of the City Oasis Inn Brendan Carter was promoting the King/Queen Of The Castle footrace. His plan was to restore it to its former glory as a focal point of the northern running calendar. My part in all this was to return fifty years after my win in record time and be event ambassador. All sponsored by Brendan it was unexpected and totally irresistible.
A week of talking, meeting and media culminated in racing 7.4 kms over 285m high Castle Hill. This time I was 29th in 38 mins 45 secs. Three days later back in the Macedon Ranges, I did a solid run with Del Lloyd which involved 8kms downhill and then retrace your steps. Uhoh! Too many hills on unsuitable training and lack of recovery. I was injured and it wasn’t until June that I managed a few big weeks consistently.
I had long ago entered the final edition of the Australian 24 Hour Track Invitational. This was mainly to support the event in which I has set multiple age records in the past three years. It was also intended that I belatedly receive AUTRA trophies awarded for earlier achievements. I had misgivings about putting myself through another 24 hour event when age and fitness were likely to prevent records. On top of this I was feeling totally flat, there was freezing weather predicted and I wasn’t sure if support was available. I went…
On arrival I found that I had the crew essential for allowing records to be achievable. Then as the event progressed, the weather whilst “brisk” was the best I have encountered during a Canberra July. Ten minutes prior to the start AUTRA President Gary Mullins presented me with the following awards:
2023 AURA Runner Of The Year (Male) and 2024 AUTRA Cliff Young Award for the “greatest single best ultra running achievement by a male aged over 60 years”. No pressure then to put in a worthwhile performance!
Justin crewed for the first twelve hours which went perfectly. I had a schedule which ignored all shorter records and focused on the 100 Mile and 24 Hour targets. By the time Nicholas Matthews took over as crew I had covered 100.4 kilometres in 12 hours and was in no discomfort. I knew full well that the second half would not be as pleasant.
All went well until the 15 hour mark and I was over three kilometres in front of my ambitious schedule when I switched to walking the bends and running the straights. Near 20 hours I had a vomiting episode and was unable to take any food. I cleaned up in the toilet block and immediately forced myself to recommence running. All the work that had gone in earlier would be wasted if I didn’t achieve the 100 Mile record, so there was no other option.
The burst of running saw me reach 100 miles in 21 hrs 13 mins 41 secs, which sliced 34 mins 5 secs off my record. I paid for that by spending the next couple of hours walking at 6 km per hour. In the final hour I was able to run steadily and ensure that my new 24 hour record was achieved. In covering 178.4 kms I surpassed my previous record by 3.366 kms.
In three years since turning 70 I have achieved 16 AUTRA M70 Australian Age Group Records and 2 IAU World Best Performances. My first 6 were all achieved in this event in 2022 and I would not recommend setting a world age best for 6 hours, as the most sensible way of commencing a 24 hour race. I have now completed an extra 7 kilometres at age 73, but others can judge which was the better performance. It was a team effort and my thanks go to Justin and Nicholas for enabling the records.
After a couple of light weeks to recover I escaped the Victorian winter for my annual Townsville Marathon. It was great to renew acquaintances with my northern friends both old and new. City Oasis informed me that they had an elite runner staying. It was Vanessa Wilson from Narre Warren in Victoria, who had been selected in the Australian marathon team for the upcoming Tokyo World Athletic Championships. To give herself the best possible chance this 42 year old 2 hrs 28 mins marathon runner, has dedicated two months to hard training in tropical weather, far from her family.
On the day I ran a sensible pace to ensure a comfortable finish in my first run as a member of “The 10 Year Club”. The permanent race number of 42022 signifies that I am the 22nd member of the group. I maintained my pace throughout and achieved a satisfying 3 hrs 45 mins 12 secs (71st of 360). My final few kilometres were my fastest and this due to being paced by Vanessa!
A few words on how Vanessa spent the day. In the middle of heavy training (up to 200 kms per week!) she did a long warmup and then broke the half marathon record. For a warm down she then ran a solid 14 kms on Pallarenda Road which included slow sections while she paced me! She did all this way faster than the female marathon winner! If dedication counts Vanessa’s Tokyo marathon should be another Personal Best.
A fortnight later I was back into solid training whilst at the same time feeling like I needed more recovery. I walked in the mornings and slowed my training pace for the afternoon runs. During September I managed two weeks of over 160 kilometres. I was flat, tired and worried I had dug myself into a hole, but the fittest I have been since my young days. In mid-September Barry McBride from Adelaide put in a superb 24 hour race during which he surpassed five of my AUTRA M70 Age Group records. My congratulations go to this fine runner who still holds the M65 12 hour record.

NEW ZEALAND 6 DAY ULTRAMARATHON 29 SEP to 5 OCT 2025
Del Lloyd got me sorted with a backpack and invaluable music, which through Garmin and her Shockz earphones would entertain me for many long hours. She then set off for the World Adventure Racing Championships at Penticton, British Columbia, Canada. Two weeks of tapering in the hope of freshening up, still feeling depleted and with niggling injuries, I set off across “The Ditch” for the inaugural New Zealand 6 Day Ultramarathon at Hagley Park in Christchurch.
A gem in the heart of a beautiful city, Hagley Park is green and lush with the crystal waters of the Avon River adding much to the refreshing vista. The Hagley Park Golf Club was our event hub and the 6 Day was held on a bitumen path circuit of 2,8188 metres. The concept is simple i.e. cover as much distance as you can in 6 days. The execution is more complicated, with balancing how fast, when to walk, how many breaks and for how long and getting the fluid/nutrition intake right. If injury occurs how to manage it and how long to persevere if you are impeded and doing damage to yourself. All this as your decision making capacity deteriorates in time with your issues multiplying.
I had a schedule which if I could maintain would see me surpass the two remaining M70 Australian records held by Cliff Young for more than 30 years. To say it was ambitious would be an understatement, as my only completed 6 Day is 114 kilometres behind Cliffy’s best total. I was determined to give it my best shot so that “win or lose” I would have no regrets. Far better to fall apart striving for the record than to run slowly, finish fresh and be nowhere near it.
As a novice over these long distances my plan for the early days was to reach my nominated daily total, whilst alternating running and walking, keeping nutrition and fluids up and just staying out there. On day one I managed 129 kilometres and about an hour of sleep. It could have come all unstuck early when I fell heavily, tripping over a raised conduit cover, the first time I bypassed the food/drink marquee. Fortunately I was able to continue with just some grazes to remind me to lift my feet.
Day two was more of the same as I continued to resist the attractions of lingering breaks in the Hagley Park Golf Club. Again I managed about one hour of sleep and my cumulative total as 239 kilometres. At this stage in Adelaide last year I was already reduced to a long painful walk. The main issue was the weather which could change in an instant and varied from one side of the park to another. Way too much time was wasted by frequent clothing changes, but they were vital, as the weather became bitterly cold with icy sideways rain driven by strong winds. The far side of the loop heading south along the Avon was a shaded wind tunnel, which soon earned the nickname of “Hypothermia Alley!”
Day three was completed with a well on schedule total of 337.9 kilometres, which was a 25 kilometre PB (personal best). Although there is no Australian record for 72 hours I will claim it as an unofficial one and I had it measured to ensure it could place me where warranted in the M70 world rankings. My run so far has moved me from 10th to 5th placing on the M70 all time world best for 72 Hours. With such a long way to go this was an important milestone for me to aim at along the way.
So far so good and I had done it all on cruise control, albeit with some sleep deprivation. However early on day four things stared to go “pear shaped”. I had in my mind that I would easily achieve the 500 kilometre record, but that turned out delusional. I was informed that I would have to stay out there for 17 hours straight and waste minimal time if I was to get anywhere near it. I grabbed Wayne a “helper” that I hardly knew and laid it on the line. The only way I could break this record was to spend all my time and energy out there running. My request of him was to keep me fueled and motivated and fortunately he agreed to the task. My lower limbs were now swollen with oedema and any running caused painful blisters as my shoes cut into the swelling. With the onset of night I began hallucinating and making slow progress as I weaved around rudderless, or evading imaginary objects. I just had to take the risk of some time off track to sleep, in the hope I would resume with more purpose.
That seemed to work and I alternated walking with a painful run through the freezing drizzle. There was no time left for a repeat when I fell apart again a few hours later. If I kept going I would be too slow for the record, but too long off and it would be unachievable. I took a short break and then back out into the sleeting rain, with many layers on to retain body heat.
All too soon in the wee, small hours I was back on Hypothermia Alley weaving around, hallucinating, rubbing an agonizing neck pain and barely moving, when along came champion walker Sabina Hamarty. We chatted over the final two laps which allowed me to function adequately until around 0530 hrs in the Hagley Park “home straight” we reached the 500 Kilometre mark. The rain was belting down and we made a forlorn little group as the timing officials and photographer met us. Great relief, profound gratitude to Sabina and Mark who had assisted me to a Cliff Young Australian M70 Record by a razor thin 24 minutes and 14 seconds. My time was 4 Days 16 Hours 35 Minutes and 46 Seconds.
I plodded up through the timing gate and crawled into my sodden tent for a much earned sleep. No alarm set and no thought given to whether any more distance would be achieved on the final day. When my eyes opened it was lunchtime, I remained in my wet gear and went in for a Golf Club feed. With six hours having passed any hope of surpassing Cliff Young’s 6 Day record was long gone. Refuelled I then went out and walked a lap.
There were 24 hours remaining and when I tried to run there was agonizing pain in both feet around ankle height. I had no solution and no suggestions were forthcoming so off I went to walk the final day. I was actually physically well and could maintain a good pace, so it was frustrating to be not able to run. In hindsight I could have taken painkillers and perhaps run… but at what cost to my feet? I still wanted to break my 6 Day PB from Adelaide and show what was possible on a flat course.
This last day was complicated when a windy, torrential downpour set in and continued without pause until after we had finished. I had 5 layers of clothing on my upper body and 2 on my legs and was able to maintain enough pace to keep “warm”. A runner was down with hypothermia and taken to hospital by ambulance. From that stage on for the final 12 hours we were carefully monitored with a view to being removed from the course for our own safety.
With 5 hours to go I could feel my pace slowing and so called in at the Club House for a recovery break, to ensure I could then go fast enough to keep hypothermia at bay. There I encountered Lara who had been a clear leader of the 24 Hour race. She had been deemed a hypothermia risk and prevented from going back out. A brave and wise decision by the race directors, but so difficult for a fine young female runner. I then had to pass the panels judgement and with relief I once more went out into the “blizzard”.
With all the attention on hypothermia I then had no idea of what final total I was likely to achieve. We were offered a final lap stop at the hub, to save us going back out on course, but I wanted to use every minute. In fact I put pain out of my mind and managed a run, until ignominiously the draw string of my Gore Tex pants broke and they fell to my ankles. I hitched them up and holding them up walked up the bumpy path section, until at the edge of Hagley Park I heard the hooter sound the end.
At the end it was great to realize that my own little cheer squad had arrived and stood in the downpour to cheer me home. My Ashburton nephew Matthew and niece Rachelle with their families gave me a huge boost. Not only that while I waited in the warm Event Hub for presentation Matthew was out getting drenched while packing up all my gear. Post-race in those conditions it was a task I was dreading.
Whilst we always consider that in different circumstances more could have been achieved, I am more than satisfied with the following:
72 Hour : 337.464 kms PB, World Best 2025, 5th M70 World All time
500 Kms : Australian M70 Record of 4 days 16 hrs 36mins 48secs (Cliff Young 1994) by 23 mins 12 secs
6 Days : 591.515 Kilometres PB, 3rd Male, 2025 M70 World Best, 14th M70 All time World
My M70 ultra marathon achievements have covered the complete distance range between the great “bookends” Ranald Hughes 50KM and Cliff Young 6 DAY, perhaps that is a fine place for it to sit.







