Well, you're all no doubt wondering how I got on. Rather
than boring you with tales of PBs I shall tell you how I ran
my worst marathon ever. I console myself that it's the first
*really* bad one I've run and one out of four ain't bad. ;-)
Firstly, the good points. Despite passing me at 25.5 miles,
the man with the chicken on his head did *not* beat me.
Lobbing an unburst water balloon *back* at the kids who were
throwing them was most satisfying and entertaining. That was
about it really.
I have to say, I didn't enjoy my marathon much yesterday. If
it hadn't been for family and friends expecting me at the
finish I could have very happily dropped out at 19 miles.
This year the start was at by Holyrood palace and apart from
a lack of portaloos (can there ever be enough?) the
organisation was good. Unfortunately by the time I had
escaped from the portaloo queues and ditched my baggage, I
was *way* back in the line up of runners at the start. There
wasn't any attempt to place runners in catagories but with
chip timing it wouldn't have mattered too much if I couldn't
have got closer to the front. As it was, with less than 5
minutes to go before the gun (which was a huge artillery
piece that looked very like the 1 o'clock gun from Edinburgh
Castle) a fleet of escort motorcycles started trying to make
their way thorugh the crowds. Seizing my chance, I tucked in
behind the last motorcycle and was able to walk easily all
the way to within feet of the start line.
The first few miles are very hilly, over Arthurs Seat and up
the Cowgate. Foolishly, I struggled to get back on pace too
quickly and whilst I was on target at 6 miles, the long
uphill drag to the halfway point was taking its toll.
It was at about 9 miles that I realised that my target was
not only out the window, it had taken my car keys and
passport as well and was fleeing the country. A combination
of over optimistic pace (for the course) and warm humid
weather sapped my strength and left me shambling along when
I should have been still comfortable. The first half was
hills, hills and more hills and by the time I started on the
second half, I had nothing left to try and recoup my lost
time with.
From about 18 miles onwards I had had to start taking
walking breaks and I was hurting but after a couple of miles
of walk/run I started to feel a bit better. Batman passing
me at 20 miles was another low point but at least he was a
relay runner so it wasn't *that* bad. By 21 miles, I knew
that I was going to make it. In fact I was actually
beginning to enjoy myself a bit. With no target time to
worry about anymore I was able to relax a bit and I was by
no means alone. There were *lots* of struggling runners this
year (although I would have to admit, I've never been this
far back in the field before).
After the run in with the chicken man (who was being cheered
on by everyone) I sprinted across the line somewhere around
3:52ish, a personal worst, 17 minutes slower that this time
last year.
Resolutions/observations?
I'm *never* running Edinburgh again 'til they flatten some
of the hills out. ;-)
If the pace feels hard to maintain in the early miles of a
marathon, you're never going to keep it up the whole way.
Some courses you just can't compare times easily between.
Edinburgh is just so much tougher than the other marathon
courses I've run. I should have set myself a far more
conservative target time and made up time on the second part
of the course if possible. Of course I knew this all along
but sometimes there's a gulf between know something and
*really* knowing something. Before yesterday, I only knew
it, now I *know* it. ;-)
Whilst it was clearly the heat and the early pace that did
for me and I was careful to take on lots of fluids and gels
this year, I don't think I "hit the wall" as such. Whilst
physically I couldn't have gone much faster in the latter
stages, my problems were mental as much as physical. Once I
knew my target was doomed, it seemed pointless to embrace
quite so much pain. I console myself that bad as my time was
for me, it was still better than many folk ever achieve.
What I need now is a nice gentle ultra run. ;-)
Tim
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