Well, what an experience!
It was physically hard - the heat was unbearable! And it felt like it was all uphill! AND there was never a space to run, soooo many people! It was awesome!!
They line the streets all the way - crowds of people, cheering you on, handing out icepops, cut up oranges, Haribo sweets and jelly babies. There was plenty of water stations, and lucozade, water tents that you run through and shower you with cool water! Bliss!
Live bands playing, steel drums, soul, rock, even a Buddhist monk with his drum and not forgetting Elvis in his sequinned Lycra bodysuit!
I cried a lot, I was overwhelmed by it all - and at the very last, where you run through a corridor of young soldiers who are all clapping you to the actual finish line, I bawled! It was overwhelming....
I felt exhausted - my legs and toes felt dreadful, I just wanted to collapse. I think I drank too much water, my fingers were all swollen and I only had my normal breakfast and should have had a banana just before as well. Thank God for all those spectators with their sweets and oranges!
I'm fine this morning, a little achy with bruised toes, but mostly I'm proud! Who'd a thought, running for a minute with Laura would lead to running/crawling 13.2 miles!! I'm going to do it next year, and I would recommend all you lovely people think about it too!! You've got a year to train!!
Happy Running all!!
P.s. Almost forgot, my official time was 2h56 and that included a wee stop at the portaloos! Extremely chuffed with that!!