Ok let’s be quite clear about this. If you’re looking for inspirational tales of someone preparing to run a marathon, this is not the post, or indeed the blog for you.
I don’t like marathon training. I don’t mind racing the marathon distance, having done it once. Sort of. But the training and preparation required in order to safely and hopefully effectively run the 42km distance is just more than I care to do. I’ve said it before – I’ve got three marathons in me – and while I suppose it’s not impossible that if I find a spring marathon and end up training for it over the winter I might enjoy it more, at the moment I can’t imagine that.
Anyway, I have my second ever marathon in the diary so here I am in the latter stages of a marathon training programme. A couple of weeks ago, I ran 16 miles and did pretty well doing so. Judging by last week’s 10km effort, my running is in ok form at the moment but today it just didn’t translate. Whether that’s poor preparation and nutrition, or a reaction to the hotter weather today I don’t know but it wasn’t quite where I wanted it to be.
I set off this morning hoping to run 30km in around three and a quarter hours and in the end it was about 3:27 which in fairness isn’t terrible but I think it was just how I suffered and faded over the second half of the run that I didn’t enjoy.
It was the fastest 30km I’d ever run by about four minutes so that’s positive and I can justifiably say I’ve never run that distance better but it wasn’t quite enough for me. I’ve felt pretty tired ever since too so I’m glad that tomorrow is a bank holiday so I can relax properly.
The slightly irritating thing today was that the uphill run through St Peter’s Valley went better than the nice downhill run down the Railway Walk, but that was just a function of how much I’d run before hitting the railway walk. Today during the second half of the session a lot of walking was necessary, but unusually I allowed myself to do that and I think it made for a better session as a result.
One more long run to come now. A 22 miler the week after next. Not looking forward to that session either!