The photo shows two of my relay teammates for the Hull marathon today. I had just finished the third leg and our fourth runner had set off, but the shuttle buses had dropped running. We couldn’t get a taxi due to road closures, so we walked for an hour to get to the finish. I thought it was such a great thing that the marathon was being inclusive in adding in a relay event, but all the way round I saw that was where inclusivity stopped. Not enough medals at the changeovers, no water either, apart from the actual water stations. Bearing in mind our first runner had nearly four hours of waiting and moving between changeovers, she had no hydration at all in that time, apart from my spare drink bottle which we shared. Because we were slow and towards the back of the field, things were very quiet on the route and there were some seemingly endless stretches with nobody about. It was a hard and lonely run and the gremlins got into my head and I struggled.
I know I am making it sound awful and I’m sure others had a great day: sorry I am very negative but I didn’t enjoy much of today’s run, and it has really put me off big events. Because we were bringing up the rear from the end of the first leg, we never really felt the atmosphere.
Sadly, I also witnessed the PA system and other important bits which make the finish special being packed up while there were still over 60 runners on the route.
I have come to the harsh realisation that, as a slow runner, this will always be my experience of bigger races and despite running for nearly a year I seem to be getting slower.
All in all I feel pretty deflated this evening 🙁