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It was all going so well…. Until it wasn’t.
I’d bagged my first ever good-for-age place in April’s London Marathon. Training was going as smoothly as tempered chocolate. My body seemed able to handle everything I threw at it: capoeira classes, kettlebell workouts, and a higher weekly mileage than I’d ever managed.
I was feeling strong. What could possibly go wrong?
Running London can be a daunting prospect, especially if it’s your first attempt at 26.2 miles. Here’s Lynsey Williams’ inspiring story of her journey to a Chi marathon…
Running club members encourage each other to enter the London Marathon ballot on the off chance they might be lucky enough to get a place.
Why do we find it so hard to walk away from a race, even when we know it’s the right decision?
On Saturday afternoon, my mind was made up. I wouldn’t run. I hadn’t given my ankles a proper chance to heal since turning them over. Running wouldn’t help them recover any quicker and could do damage. It just wasn’t worth the risk. Decision made.
With Brighton, Manchester and Taunton marathons in just 10 days, and London a week later, it feels as if the whole world is on a taper.
I’ll ‘fess up. I used to do it all wrong during those last few weeks before the big day. To me, it was my reward for all the tough long runs. A time to relax and hit the carbo. Hard.
Mistakes? I’ve made a few….
Just under five weeks to go until the Taunton marathon, and the long runs are getting…. well…long.
Last year’s Edinburgh marathon was my first for 12 years, and it was really a test of faith. I’d long ago accepted that my marathon days were over, and I didn’t quite believe I could still do it. Until I did.
Edinburgh taught me a lot about my running. Just being able to complete each new milestone in training seemed like an achievement, even though my form had a habit of deteriorating as the distances got longer.
