Where does the time go? Six months ago, I came on here full of beans raring to go and start my London marathon training journey. The plan was to come on here, keep everyone updated and have a great time.
I should know by now things don't always go according to plan. A few weeks after getting my marathon place, my brother was diagnosed with cancer. We have been on a roller coaster journey over the last few months, and he's not out of the woods yet.
I've kept up to date with my training but I will be honest, it hasn't been easy, and the stress of the last few months has really sapped my energy some weeks. I've been sensible, and when I couldn't function because of stress and sleep loss, I deferred some runs to another week.
I knew right from the start when we got the news the main stress would be Feb/March as he had his major op and over a month's stay in the hospital, so I got ahead of the game before then and prepared for having less free time in those months. One of my long runs was my home to UClH hospital, which was 17km. I don't really recommend it, as I had to keep apologising for being sweaty, but everyone understood as it was the day of the tube strike, and I wanted to see my brother. The bus home was a nightmare, and I felt sorry for the person sitting beside me. I had taken a change of top in my backpack, but I still felt grubby.
I was five days late with my 32km run, but I thought it was better to be ready for it a little bit late than do it and get injured because my body was too tired. I started my three-week taper last week, and true to form, it's been a bit of a nightmare. I'm not a big fan of tapering, but this time it has been made worse by having a sick cat. She is 18.5 years old and is up and down but is slowly on the mend. She is a tough cookie.
So as I come to the final week before the marathon, I realise I'm made of tough stuff, and whatever happens on the day, I'm proud of what I've got through to get here. I never thought I could do the training for a marathon, so to of ticked off all my training runs makes me feel accomplished. I'm looking forward to soaking up the atmosphere next week, and I'm hoping life calms down a bit before then.
Happy running. Rfc x