We had a nice walk downhill (quite a steep hill) to the start line, where they didn't waste any time and soon we were off!! Spirits were high and I definitely hadn't prepared myself for what was to come...the race started with a nice uphill run (nice dripping with sarcasm) and it was probably good I didn't know this one of many (and perhaps a more gentle one) else I would have ran straight into the nearest restaurant.
After the first mile I told Duncan to go ahead; being about a foot taller than me I could tell, at mile 1, I was holding him back. So off he disappeared into the distance and I focused on my breathing and maintaining a good pace. It usually takes me about a good couple of miles to sink into my run but at the sight of the second (of thousands) of mountainous hills rising up in front of me, I knew this was going to be a long 14 miles.
After making up to about half way of this mountain, and seeing many people around me starting to walk, I gave into my burning legs and power walked. I used this with most of the tough hills, would set a target for about half way, and then power the toughest bits.
Because we weren't allowed our phones, I had no way of knowing the time or which mile we are at. This was quite hard because I'd decided to dedicate certain miles to certain people, but it didn't work out so well. I just had to judge it between the drinking stations which were roughly 3 miles apart...needless to say I was thrilled to hear I was between miles 8-9 when I thought I was at 7! It definitely calls for an investment of a little digital watch so I can keep track of time!
So the miles went on, and the race consisted of three main parts, the run to the trails and then you would turn back on yourself twice. It was at these points I saw the people running back past me, and as much as it was a bit demoralising basically being lapped, hearing 'come on Wakeford' when I passed Duncan gave me a little extra boost!
Approaching the finish line!!
AND FINISHED
And so I made it to the finish line, hips still intact even though it felt like I was being stabbed on both sides! It was really overwhelming crossing the finish line, as I hadn't expected it to be just round the corner...I'm going to be a blubbing mess when I finish the marathon! Hooray I got a running medal!!
And lastly a shout to EVERYONE who has been so generous and sponsored me! I am fast approaching £750 and hope to end the week on about £900 after my Krispy Kreme fundraising on Tuesday.
Happy Sunday,
Love (an I can't move) Laura
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