The Wyre Forest Half Marathon is, in the lexicon of locals, a real corker. Even a mountain goat could not hope to run a personal best here - the one-in-four hill a few yards from the finish eliminates all hope of fast times.
The route meanders along a maze-like route, through woodland tracks overgrown with horse chestnuts and beside babbling brooks sparkling in the sun. Not one for the faint hearted. Ouch!