I found the second lap very tough from mile 13.1 onwards. To be ushered to the opposite side from and realise that my race was really just beginning was as difficult to swallow as a warm gel.
I started walk/running at about 16-17 miles, just behind you HMM and, I guessed, maybe DS. I thought my shuffle might have been slightly quicker, but soon realised I was up against old hands.
My legs felt like lead for the last 4 miles as I hadn't run this long since Dublin in October. Against a realistic target of 4:20 I managed the first half 2 hrs and the second in 2.22, which I have to be content with, but told me all I needed to know. The good natured banter and laughter at the blunt end of a race is always a joy for me and makes me wonder, 'Why does anyone want to be better to miss out on this?' 
I just finished my first IM distance tri a couple of weeks ago and I knew this was going to be a tough day. However, I knew the work Kenny, Brian, and the others had put into it, so knew it was going to be a great event not to be missed. Which it turned out to be Kenny, thanks.
Back on the bike for a couple of recovery weeks and then I'm going to turn myself back into something that resembles a runner again, if I ever was one in the first place
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