I didn't really train for this, but I think I have enough guile and residual fitness to get round. I did 20 miles to Polhill and back and wasn't destroyed and at 9:30 pace. It's a couple of hour drive down to Bournemouth. I park up and prepare. I get someone to take a photo I look fat. I get someone else to take a photo and I still look fat. Still I'm not after anything spectacular today.
We start off and I am remarkably disciplined. I hold a steady pace. The first mile takes ages to come. The second and third are equally hard. By 7 miles I am really struggling.
Then the sun starts to beat down and gradually I am frazzled. Even before halfway I start a run walk, 9 minutes running 1 minute walking. This then soon becomes 4 minutes running and 1 minute walking. This helps. Around mile 18 I consider DNF'ing but I want the medal.
I start to get really thirsty and at some points I am so sun effected I have to walk for long bursts though this is hard. Towards the end I manage to do some running but I am absolutely destroyed. Even though I am thirsty and hot, I can't drink anymore water.
Finally I spy the finish and manage somehow to sprint at full tilt.
I'm glad I hadn't trained too hard for this as even if I was in tip-top shape then I would have still blown-up. I can't run Marathons in the Direct Bright Sun. But who knows what Marathon day is going to be like? I think I will train hard for Brighton and then maybe knock the marathons on the head. To much work for too uncertain an outcome.
26.2 Miles 4:38:58
Sunday, 6 October 2013
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