I have run the London Marathon and I loved it! If you have a hankering then you should certainly do it – honestly it was great fun – mainly.
OK do you want the blow by blow? Got a couple of hours? Ha ha no I would not do that to you but I will do a few bullet points just so I don’t forget what an amazing day I had. Here is what I have learned about running the London Marathon.
- Blackheath can be a very very cold place indeed
- Walking within a huge crowd to the beat of a drum towards your inevitable fate feels like being a tribute in the Hunger Games – you will feel sick.
- The pubs of south London with their pint drinking crowds and pub landlord karaoke are hilarious and 1 of my favourite memories – a once – a twice – a 3 time a laideeeeee
- At Cutty Sark your world is fabulous – you are having the best fun ever – you are going to do this every year! (It is mile 6 – you haven’t run very far)
- Seeing people you know, loved ones, other runners – it is fabulous – don’t underestimate your role as a supporter.
- The crowd noise coming up to Tower Bridge gives you a glimpse into the world of the Roman gladiators – addictive – until you get killed obviously.
- Running away from Central London towards the Isle of Dogs isn’t as bad as you think.
- Canary Wharf is mobbed! And where did all those buildings come from – it’s like the opening credits of Dallas down there.
- At 19 miles this marathon lark feels very do-able – almost routine – easy innit?
- At mile 20 – Hmm goes on a bit doesn’t it?
- Mile 22 – Why are these ****ing bastards walking? Put some effort in fat boy – get out of my way – I am still trying to run you **** (v. similar to the bit in childbirth where you swear a lot, it means it is nearly over)
- In the Blackfriars Tunnel Taylor Swift is Shaking it Off – good for her.
- London’s landmarks are laid out before you – The Wheel, Big Ben – you don’t give a stuff.
- Birdcage Walk – the severe pain that has appeared in your buttock starts to move into your lower back – baby will soon be here.
- Turning the corner into the Mall everything falls away and you peg it to the end – hurray! You are met in your hour of triumph by no one in particular.
So there it is. Just a few thanks – to my long suffering family who put up with the whole thing and didn’t steal my beetroot juice – to boot camp Annie who understood that you MUST strength train to complete a marathon – to everyone who donated to CRY and the Tom and Claire fund – you raised nearly a thousand pounds which is simply stunning!!!!!!!
It really is a great day out if you fancy it?