I spent time assessing what everyone else was eating… a lot of banana’s… I don’t like banana’s so I kept to hash browns and some sausages, the food of real champions!
At 8.30am it was time to walk over to the start area, and when I arrived I couldn’t believe how long the toilet queue was. It took forever to find what I think was the back so I could join it! It worked perfectly because by the time I had arrived at the front (45 minutes later) it was then time to go to the start line.
At 10am the starting gun went and it took me just 6 minutes to get over the start line. My iPod was going, my legs were feeling fresh and I was elated to actually be running the London Marathon. I had a bounce in my step and I could feel the adrenaline as I kept hitting mile markers. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, I felt so good.
I was running alongside the 4.30hr pace maker which made things easy for me to just run without worrying about my pace. Until my pace maker all of a sudden disappeared around mile 10 to answer the call of nature, and I was left pacing myself, initially not a problem but as the crowds grew and the cheers got louder, I got faster and my slower pace went out the window… I mean I was still feeling great so why not?
Big mistake… I made it to mile 16 when my left leg started to cramp so badly from my hip all the way to my foot. I stopped a number of times at the side of the road to try and stretch it out but it just wouldn’t budge. My heart and lungs felt 100% but the leg pain hit my morale, especially when I saw that with each kilometre I was getting slower and slower as a result.
As I spotted loved ones in the crowd my mood would be briefly lifted, but then it would crash again when I realised how much further I still had to go and my cramp was not letting off. The crowds do everything they can to get you smiling and they really are incredible!
I felt so excited to share the moment with Rhys at the finish line, he has been such amazing support, always encouraging me that I can do this and I can’t wait to share the rest of the journey with him.
Now that I’ve learned more about my body and how it feels to cover 26.2 miles I am feeling confident about the Everest Marathon on 29th May. I know it’s going to be a completely different experience from London and I’m looking forward to facing the challenges that it brings.