The Big Day – the Paris Marathon 2011

The 10th of April 2011 came a lot quicker than I expected. Back in the previous August, when I decided to do a marathon, it was, in my mind, a distant year away. By Saturday night, as I sat in my Paris hotel room it was far, far too close! Everything seemed very straightforward back in August. I'd have a plan. Progress would be steady and assured. How hard could it possibly be? Everything went well up until after my first 10k at Cricklade. From there on in 5k was just my "short" run, the steady climb from 10 to 20 to 30 and so on would move on apace. It was then that my body started to object. My knee had been playing up for a while and was…
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The long road to the start line…

Along my road to the Paris Marathon I kept a running blog going as a kind of "encouragement via threat of public humiliation" - if I told everyone about this stuff I'd have to keep it up. The original posts were lost as part of some software upgrade or other, but here's a collection of bits I saved... The body beautiful... Someone's three year old daughter was admiring my "boobs" the other day when I'd taken off my t-shirt after a kick-about with the kids. From the mouths of babes... When I committed to running a marathon next year I knew it was going to be a struggle. I was very unfit and I'd never run further than 5k. My fastest 5k time was 25 minutes (though I was dressed…
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