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Gutted for George and HPR....putting the training in and not getting to the start is my greatest fear.
All the best for your Dad TR. See you at Withdean
Jools, Bungee cord at the ready!!!! And my son has his nurf gun and is a sniper in the crowd
My Cold / Sorethroat is much better today... much more promising. And I bought 2l of beet it juice yesterday, just so I can have purple pee....
I have to say MAccas performance over the last few years is totally Stella, I remember only a few years back he was aiming for sub 3. At this rate Mr Farah, will be looking over his shoulder!
Great time chicksta - as hamo said especially as you had the handbrake on... 150 ran it from work... where the hell do you work, must be big...
You London peeps all tapering now?
Very sorry about your DNF HPR. Understandably very frustrating after all the work put in. Don’t blame you for drowning your sorrows, sure you’ll be back soon enough though.
Sounds like a good plan Hamo. Speedy intervals and solid MLR.
Hope the physio does the trick TR. Sorry about your dad, hope he picks up soon.
Great final long run, intervals, and MLR SQ. When I first read that, I thought you said you had a little sleep on the road side
Congrats on being fastest woman chicksta.
Good luck for Brighton FBT and Jools.
No real targets at the moment NE, other than to hopefully make it around London. Long term just want to get fit and healthy again so I can have a proper crack at Berlin. Very solid long run.
Glad you’re feeling better HA, great intervals.
Good you’re improving too FBT. Enjoy the beet juice!
I seem to have come down with the sore throat my nephews had when I saw them at the weekend. Nothing too bad, and it might explain why my heart rate has gone a bit crazy. ITB/glute doing well though, easy 10 yesterday felt fine other than a bit of tightness when I finished, and today I didn’t even have a twinge on a recovery five.
What's the other 2 maras TR? Im doing Southampton in May and Still looking for an Autumn one - Bournemouth looking favourite at present. (done it once before and was good)
Last run for me today before Sunday! 5-6m with those Stridy things
yes was a tad windy today and that was classed as light breeze but Sunday has moderate breeze forecast which could make the last 6 miles a tough one!
See you at Withdean
I thought I was in decent shape at the beginning of the 18 week 70-85mpw campaign as I had been doing a few MP runs which were coming out well below target MP pace. Initially I distrusted my new watch and then I assumed I was just running too close to HMP. When the LT runs came along they were also far below anything I had seen before and started attracting some generous comments on Strava.
Not having raced anything less than an ultra in the past year I had no idea where I was at so egged on by the forum I set off at the Wokingham Half at a ridiculous pace awaiting explosion. The explosion never arrived, a 1:18:44 5min PB did, gobsmacked.
A few weeks later, I thought I would test another outlandish forum prediction over 5k and having been tipped off about a fast course, posted a 17:31. These numbers were starting to get a bit embarrassing now. However, a trend was emerging, others knew what I was capable of more than I did. With Manchester looming, I invited the threads wisdom, perhaps a little unfairly, after all, who wants to play a part in someone else's 6 mile death march. Anyway, nobody said don't do it so I resolved to run 6:18s for a 2:45.
The training block had been near perfect and with a couple of PBs in the bag already I thought I could live with something going wrong. Worst case scenario I thought, I jog in from mile 16 and save myself for London 3 weeks later.
So training had been good, sleep was ok, carb loading felt good, even the beet it shots tasted ok. The drive up the M1/M6 was the easiest ever, all my stars were aligned. It was only the Nike VFs with 8miles in them that were a bit of an unknown but marginal gains and all that.
I got to the front of pen B nice and early with no dramas and was a bit concerned to see the 3hr pacer in the pen ahead with a crowd already forming around him. I bent down to check my laces and on arising, I had accidentally placed myself in pen A. I slipped in front of the pacer and bumped into HPR which helped pass the last few minutes. About 40 secs after the gun I was over the start mat and off.
The first mile was quite crowded and I just went with the pace, 6:29 on the garmin. This didn't worry me and as the crowd thinned out and the road widened I settled into a pace around 6:20. I started some mental arithmetic at the mile markers and was a bit disappointed to find that I was well over a minute down at mile 10. After about 1/4mile I remembered that 10x20 = 3:30 not 2:20 so I was only about 30s down, that I could live with. This became a game for the next few miles, X times 6:20 less 2 times X and to be honest, filled up a lot of the time between mile markers. My other game was trying to spot Joe before he spotted me. He won that one on 2 or 3 occasions.
Halfway was easy in terms of the maths which I reached in 1:23:10 so plus 40s over target. Again, I wasn't overly concerned as I felt well within myself. From the course profile, the only significant rise was around here, a bridge over a railway I think, which didn't really register in terms of effort. By now people seemed to be coming back to me. My watch was consistently registering sub 6:18miles but I had noticed that it was registering elapsed miles well before the mile markers so continued with the maths at every official mile marker. To be honest, the rise in maths effort was greater than running effort. Around mile 18 or 19 I got a bit of fire in my belly when someone squirted water from a bottle at the floor and it seemed to be directed straight at my new VFs. A childish retaliatory strike preceded a 6.09 mile.
From mile 20 I started to work out what pace was required to go sub 2:45 and allowing 1min for the 0.2 bit I thought 6:20s would do it. At mile 23 a slight incline and the faintest of headwinds clocked up the slowest mile since the start, a 6:23. The effort had definitely risen by here but not painfully so. I saw Joe and Katie at mile 24 (I think) and got such a boost. With Joe's words "just pick them off, one by one" I did just that. Possibly one person overtook me between here and the finish but I overtook lots of others, one by one. Effort felt like max, yielding a 6:16 24th, 6:19 25th and 6:18 26th. At mile 25 I had around 7mins left to go sub 2:45 or so I thought. Tight but in the bag, so I was a bit surprised to see the finish still so far in the distance even before I reached mile 26. I couldn't visually gauge the distance but as 2mins to go elapsed, then 1min then 30s I couldn't run any faster. Garmin says I was sub 6min miling for the last 1/2 mile. The next sentence sounds wretchedly ungrateful but it's honest. I was wrestling with both euphoria and disappointment at a 2:45:19. I think that because the 2:45 is so far away from anything I thought was possibly 18 weeks ago I still don't know how to absorb it. It's easier to focus on those 19secs.
Objectively, that was my best paced marathon to date. 1:23:10 and 1:22:09 halves with a 1:01negative split. The crowding slowed me down for the first few miles but maybe that paid back later. I'm happy I couldn't have squeezed anymore out of the last 2 miles but I think I could have found 2 or 3 secs per mile for 6 or 7 miles between halfway and mile 24 if I knew I had needed them. I've also since learnt that 0.2188 miles at 6:18 pace is actually 83secs not "about 60". So from mile 20 I was using the wrong data to calculate my finish time <face palm> .
Whilst the scenery might only appeal to ardent fans of Victorian red brick architecture, it is pan cake flat and well organised. I've already signed up for next year. The weather was near perfect and the shoes felt bouncy even past mile 20. I've never felt that strong that deep into a marathon. My right calf was very stiff immediately afterwards but it improved with a gentle 4 miler the next morning. In fact, that aside, I felt like I had run a hard half more than a full marathon. Although today I've come down with a cold and feel lousy, pay back for 18 weeks with hardly a sniffle.
So I'm just focusing on recovery now with London in 2 weeks. I don't know if I can lift myself mentally again in such a short space of time to have a go at those 19secs in London. I'm tempted but also mindful that my ultra season starts very soon after London, 6 days in fact so it would be very foolish.........I might ask the audience.