Memories of Manchester

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The Manchester Marathon took place last year, making it a whole year since I ran my first marathon. Boy was it tough. As I passed my friends at mile 19, I was in so much pain.

Seriously, any hint of nonchalance is faked; I was struggling big time.

Ow ow ow ow ow ow!
Ow ow ow ow ow ow!

As I crossed the finishing line, with some “encouragement” from the pace maker (who seemed to be having a flashback to his former job as a drill sergeant) I swore I would never do another marathon.

So far, I have had no trouble sticking to this promise. I think my main hesitation is that to beat my time of 3hrs57minutes (*tips hat to pace maker*) I would actually need to do some proper training. I did the long runs religiously, but I have always struggled with the speed work, intervals and hills and claim not to have time to train during the week [note: I definitely do have time].

So for now, I am focusing on getting fitter – and am working strength training into my midweek schedule – and on doing some half marathons. I have already signed up for the Wimbledon Summer Breeze Half Marathon in June (4.30pm on a Saturday – what’s not to love?!) and managed to get a ballot place for the Royal Parks Half Marathon in October.

But will I do another marathon? I think so. I just need to have a proper training plan, and put in all the work. Easy, right?

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