My 2005 London Marathon

How was it for you? - Quotes and pictures from London 05


Posted: 19 April 2005

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Plodding Hippo, 5:35

Plodding Hippo’s FLM

There was gin; there were tummy issues (but no trots - just cramp); there was disappointment at not going sub-5, although a course best was achieved.

And I learnt yet again that even with the best preparation(I even managed appropriate long runs, ate well the week before and tapered) the marathon is an evil unpredictable beastie which bites back.

The unexpected heat threw me; I was struggling from mile two. Do I care? Only marginally. As usual the RW forum people made the weekend, starting with the build-up on the virtually psychotic sub-5 thread (Don’t Panic!) to the various meeting arranged throughout the weekend. You were ALL wonderful. The support team at mile 17 - what can I say - Meerkat, and all of you. You are stars who deserve your own FLM medals.

But that wasn’t all. There was Nicko marshalling at mile 11 with gin, and other forumites to meet both racing and supporting along the way For me-FLM was about the forum - and its inimitable unfailing support. Thankyou, RW Forumites.

Lennonesque, 5:36:40

My tale is the usual double edged sword - any pleasure is mixed with pain, any euphoria with a nagging sense that if things were a little, just a little different, I could have done better. But overall I am pleased.

I was woefully under-prepared, having trained for six weeks. I used the Runner’s World emergency schedules which were excellent. But work pressures and a nasty cold cut into this last-minute attempt at training. I feared for my life as I stood at the back of pen nine at Blackheath! I had logged just 50 miles through my preparation.

The first 10 miles were ok(ish). I ran/walked slowing at every mile marker to sip drinks. All manner of life, flora and fauna, accelerated past me. Camels, wookies, caterpillars - I saw them all zoom by.

From 11 miles my left thigh began to cramp and I seriously doubted whether I would make it round. However, five and a half hours flew by fairly quickly. Sure it hurt, but the huge roars from the amazing crowd, the fantastic weather and the knowledge that every step took me nearer to my goal, kept me moving forward.

And I finished. I felt rather emotional in a very un-British way.

I have run three FLMs before and this was certainly the slowest. But when I was in the middle of it all, I knew it was the most enjoyable. By far.

Amanda Walton, 6:03

Best moment: seeing my Mum and friends at mile 13 and then again at mile 26.

Worst moment: being over taken by the Cornish Pasties in the last mile!

Steve Jenkins, 5:22

I felt like I was setting a new world record as the crowd cheered me around the whole 26.2 miles. Wearing the bright yellow star of the Starlight Children's Foundation with my name on, I became "Starlight Steve". The crowd and fellow runners were fantastic, urging me along by shouting "Steve you're a star" - and it kept me on pace. On the day I think that I heard EVERY star joke that exists, some more than once!

I ran in the star to help highlight the Starlight Children's Foundation, a wonderful charity which supported us when our five-year-old son Morgan died from a brain tumour on the 28th of December 2000. My wife Sue, who was also raising money for the foundation, kept me company dressed as a fairy and encouraged me to keep going when I wanted to stop. This was our first (but not last!) marathon and we were determined to finish together.

Despite covering myself in more Vaseline than a cross-channel swimmer the costume still managed to make a number of tender places VERY tender during the run, but we still finished in 5:22 - a world record for a star accompanied by a fairy, thanks to the crowd!

Lesley Fitzgerald, 5:02

The worst moment was reaching Tower Bridge and expecting to see my family - they weren’t there. I cried like a baby, but caught up with them at the 23-mile mark- what a buzz.

The moment that put me back in focus to finish was when I saw a friend at the 25-mile mark, I was limping along aimlessly, she shouted at me: “Lesley, A womble has just passed you, now get your ass in gear and catch it up!” It did the trick- I passed it 800m before the finishing line - what a sense of achievement!

I cried at the start, each time I heard a band playing, when one old lady in Deptford shouted out that we were all heroes, and when I went over the finishing line I was crying hysterically, only to be told by one of the marshals, 'Be proud , you ARE a marathon runner!'

I cried when my 10-year-old nephew threw his arms around me and told me he was really proud of me. He has cerebral palsy and I was raising money for the school he attends in Wales.

What a day, a roller coaster of events, never to be matched, my first marathon and a wonderful experience, I learnt a great deal about myself - my inner strength and my sense of determination! I would recommend this event to anyone looking to achieve a goal in life, you will never match the high. First class.

This was my first marathon. it will not be my last!!!!

Mr Finknottle, 5:28

The best moment for me was the fact that I was running in the race that marked the 25th Anniversary (or the Silver Jubilee if you like) of this great race. The worst moment? Hitting, or rather colliding with the Wall at mile 17. I don't know how, but all my meticulous race preparation just went to pot, and between miles 17 - 24 I simply had to run/walk, unlike last year. There weren't any real surprises in the event as such, but I may have to reduce my pace a little. Mind you, I have never run in the hot sun before, so that may have had something to do with it?

The crowd were great, and many who saw my nickname on my vest cheered me on, and I was able to respond positively. So that was really good. I wonder how many of them will be putting the name "Mr Finknottle" in their search engines on the internet?

This was my second race, and, wait for it, Edinburgh awaits on 12th June!!

Fat But Getting Fit, 5:57

So thrilled - came in at 5:57:04, 8888th woman over the line - struggled in the heat but slashed 35:36 off my time. WHAT A FEELING! I beat Lorraine Kelly! Bring on Cardiff on the 9th October - I’m going for sub 5.30.

Sonia Dooley, 6:02

I am a first-time marathon plodder. Would I do it again...NEVER! The reason? I loved every step, every minute, every hour of the London marathon. I survived without any blisters or chafings. Wall? what wall?

The support of the crowd was amazing and to hear complete strangers cheering you on and believing in you is emotionally uplifting and very humbling. Not once did I think I couldn't do it, not once did I feel so tired that I had to stop, unless gossiping with friends and family en route counts. I had visions of rain and the sun came out, I thought I may have a toilet nightmare...but regular as clockwork.

To do it again may belittle this life-changing experience and disappoint me. It was the best six hours I've had in my life. A perfect race that maybe can never be achieved again. I want to wallow in my glory!!

PS: A huge thanks to John who works at the cafe in Richmond Park who was my plodding companion for the last few miles.

Crunchyknees, 5:27

My marathon training was heartbreaking and all but stopped at the beginning of February due to three knee injuries (on the same knee!)

I pulled out four weeks before as my ITBS wasn't clearing up. But 10 days before, in a moment of madness, I phoned up the FLM and asked if I could withdraw my withdrawal! The lovely man said YES!

So I lined up with thousands of others on Sunday feeling amazing. The sun shining was an added bonus.

The best moment: Finally running the marathon, after dreaming about it for nearly 10 years.

The worst moment: Seeing a woman crying at about 22 miles. I really wanted to stop and comfort her, but was so afraid that if I did I would never be able to start again.

It took 5:27, but I ran and smiled all the way!

Fraggle, 5:12

What a day! Everyone should run a marathon on their birthday, it was fantastic.

Best moment: the forum peeps singing 'Happy Birthday' to me at mile 17.

Worst moment: stomach cramps at about 14-16 miles, but had some Immodium and they went away (Paula take note!)

Most memorable: my two sons and the rest of my family giving me a huge shout at Westminster when I had that last mile to go

What I would do differently: put on sun block!

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