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It was a race of two halves. I’ve often been told that a marathon’s second half begins at twenty miles, and the second half yesterday was noticeably different from the first. I didn’t expect my hottest marathon to be in Ireland, in September. It felt even warmer than when I ran in Greece for the… Continue reading Dingle Marathon
My two marathons to celebrate turning 50 are now complete. I got to the end of the Yorkshire Marathon this Sunday in a small PB of 5:18:29, and more importantly perhaps, an actual negative split. I’ve never before had the second half go faster than the first thirteen miles. Granted, those first miles were quite… Continue reading Yorkshire Marathon 2023
Surprisingly, I managed to sleep for most of the night before the race. A family wedding in Knutsford the previous day had had a free bar and a superb band on, and I was a little bit gutted that I couldn’t partake of either, other than having the odd bottle of Peroni 0.0. Instead, I… Continue reading Manchester Marathon 2023
Last night I dreamt I went to Manchester (again). I got there too late, I couldn’t find the bag collection, and then suddenly I was running in what felt like gloop and my limbs wouldn’t really move. What a nightmare! I’m not prone to anxiety, but since yesterday, I have suffered all the classic pre-race… Continue reading Maranoia
I woke up late this morning, and despite the fact that it would not have been late two days ago, I still felt a little jet-lagged. A little bit groggy and spaced. And I didn’t even have any drinks last night. I know most people love the clocks going forward in Spring, when the evenings… Continue reading Spring Marathon Training – Week 12
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