Russell Cup team show great spirit!
The annual Russell Cup event is the Sixth form equivalent to the CCF Barnes Squad competition for the A Block. The competition requires determination, agility and speed alongside a few more important qualities which Abbey girls are known for having – teamwork and house spirit!
The day began with the separation into two teams: physical and skills. The physical team, made up of Pippa, Cat, Laura, Charlotte, Sophie E and Clauds, first had the obstacle course to tackle. Through sheer desire to hopefully not be the last ones around the course, we got round in a very respectable time indeed! (Mitre eat your heart out!) The skills team, with Izzy, Lucy G, Hira, Rosie, Hattie and LJ, first had First Aid to master. Hira still didn’t know what CPR actually stood for, despite having special training in this area! Thankfully, shooting went a lot better, with all of us managing to actually reach a target without hitting any ceilings, walls or teachers during the process.
Next for the physical team was the swimming challenge. This involved making a raft out of canoes and staying on it, out of the water, for a certain period of time. Unfortunately, the girls lost an oar so a large time penalty was given! However, this did not lower our spirits one bit!
For the skills team, after first aid and shooting, was the climbing wall. A big shout out to Hattie who secured most, if not all of our points on this piece of apparatus….!
With our hands and wrists now all throbbing, we had navigation to do and then the dreaded ‘physical superstars’ task which was apparently meant for the skills team for some weird reason. After an attempt at using a compass and map to the best of our ability, Mr Marston was awaiting our arrival for the thing that the Abbey are renowned for – anything to do with sport (not). Nevertheless, with the unison song being sung to help get us through the 2 minute plank we had to do, we managed to come through with minimal complaining and no injuries overall.
Although not placing 1st, 2nd, (or even 3rd for that matter), we all enjoyed the afternoon greatly with big smiles on our faces.
Lucy Goodacre (L6)
Steep On the Move
Traff and Georgie Needham (U6).
In a bold move for sports journalism, Rebecca Trafford (Traff ), armed herself a with mobile recording device and recorded her impressions of this year's Steeplechase as it happened......
Currently squelching our way though ten feet of mud, rain and the occasional grassy patch a Mitre girl, a Garden girl and I, the slowest Abbey girl, are conquering the school infamous Steeplechase. The Garden girl, Abbie Bolt Allin, is sending funny videos of soaking Latham boys to her mother and the Mitre girl, Emilie, is wondering who we are as this is the first time that we've met her. Steeplechase is a beautiful thing as it brings together the weakest runners aka: the funniest of them all.
We've finally reached stable, solid ground and we're greeted by Mr Hunt who encourages us and tells us not to worry because “it's festival training without the six pack of cider". He's not wrong and he knows that.
In the distance or rather ten metres ahead, we can see two Field girls bonding with a Garden girl and three, two, one… Field girl number two is down. It seems that this Steeplechase has turned into a mission of everyman for himself. I don't blame them because the hot chocolate and crunchies that are awaiting us are in low supply.
About an eighth round the course, Abbie asked "Are we almost finished?" to which my answer was a laugh. There was then "Do we get house points for this?” to which I replied, “No, only the winners get points but we’re winners at heart".
She wasn't impressed with my impeccable sense of humour.
There was a hill. No one told us about the hill. When we saw the hill, we felt betrayed and victimised my the PE staff, especially you Mr Pollock who was apparently at this exact moment already welcoming Fenella over the finish line. However, with Mr Goodge shovelling out mounds of jellybeans, we got an extra boost of energy that rivalled the carbo loading of turkey pasta that I had eaten at lunch. Half way up the hill, we started seeing the slower runners from the junior boys Steeplechase. We had been bamboozled! Not only were we bringing up the rear for the senior girls race but the junior boys too! Part of me was proud of this momentous achievement but the chill that was etching its way up my soaking legs from the millions of puddles that I had purposefully jumped in, was telling me to get a move on, a hot chocolate and a bath were calling..
Seeing the finish line was the best moment of my Repton career. I could hear my Housemistress Mrs Wilbraham yelling for me to thrash my steeplechase pals and actually run the event that was supposed to be run. I obliged and managed to come 76 out of 78 girls.
Rebecca Trafford (U6)
Special mention for Issy and Alice (L6) who took a wrong turning while training for The Steeplechase in the pouring rain and ended up in Foremarke!