I am going to write and post this today. I wondered if I should leave it a couple of days and see if I can write a more positive post but sometimes it is good to show the other side. This is a tale of two parts of the same day and how and good event can turn rotten.
Firstly the start of the day couldn’t of been better. I got a text from mfamilias To say she had made it and she was waiting by the info tent, I hotfooted over there and saw her waiting for me. It is a strange feeling waving at a complete stranger you have never met in person but having the feeling you have know each other for years. The next hour was taken up by chatting, chatting and more chatting, it was brilliant. So nice to put a face to the name and lots of fun.
Then our wave started moving forward, we said our good lucks, as I knew. mfamilias Would need to get going through the mass of crowds and I needed to get myself tucked in to the side. Even if I wanted to get off to a flying start I couldn’t as it was very congested at the start line. The first 4km were fantastic, my cheeks were aching from all the smiling, I felt strong and confident. I had waited 2 years to do this event and here I was.
Then between 5-6 km it all changed a bit. I started with a blister on my left ball of my foot and my glutes started hurting a bit. Between 6-7 km I was starting to struggle. By 7km I realised that I was only third of the way through the event, mentally that hit me like a tonne of bricks. By this time each step I was taking was hurting somewhere. Looking back today I have no idea where I found the resolve to keep going by 17km I was counting down each 0.5km and fighting back the tears. By the time I went past the finish line I was in floods of tears. My best friend who met me took care of me she put lovely woollen gloves on my cold fingers because I couldn’t use them at all, she put a hot cup of tea in my hands and set me off home in a taxi right to my front door.
I was struggling last night. By 8pm I was feeling uncontrollably thirsty. It took me half an hour to realise I was not going to drink enough to cover the thirst as it was electrolyte imbalance, salted, diluted orange Juice and a good multi vitamin and minerals sorted that out. I have a blister that covers the whole of the ball of my left foot and my muscles feels like they are shot today. I fell asleep without taking my thyroid meds last night so I have a headache. I can’t believe I am going to turn myself around and do it all again in 11weeks.
So my time 3:31.
My thoughts. Out of the last nine weeks of training 6 of them were impaired, 3 with flu and 3 looking after my Dad. I am not as fit as I used to be. It is one year on 9th March since the kidney donation, I haven’t got back to full fitness yet.
Hehe it was not the comeback I was hoping for but as my best mate said you did it!
Happy healthy running to you all.