Bad news re: NYC marathon. Would have been good for many reasons if they could have found a way to put the race on. Hopefully, even in these dark times, a party or two can be found on Manhatten for those who have made the trip.
LS21 / AL_P - excellent! I've been thinking Munich (beer), Brussels (beer) or Frankfurt (IAAF Gold Label race - that's got to be a beer, right?). But Frankfurt has been nudging ahead in recent weeks. I think Berlin is my favourite marathon/city choice, but I wouldn't want to go there EVERY September - too many other places to visit and run. Berlin will probably be back on the list for 2014. Although could be tough to get into, given this year's entry scramble. It seems to be getting as popular as Brass Monkey.
Race report from last weekend's superb Brighton Midnight Marathon
PB: 66 minutes 23 seconds
Unusual race, starting anytime between 11.30pm and 12.30am so you're not sure whether you're winning or not. Chip-timed though, so all easy enough to work out times by the excellent organisers (British Heart Foundation). Potentially fast start along the prom from King's Road Arches towards the pier. But not tonight. And certainly not for us in our state (I ran with my gf, Caz). After a mile of dodging fellow drunks and women wearing less than we were (was bloody cold!), a marshal directed us to stop at a pedestrian crossing for the lights to change (!), before we continued through the bus station and up towards the town centre. Got slowed down by various groups of werewolves, zombies and Freddie Krugars before heading out along London Road and Preston Road towards the South Downs.
Just before halfway, Caz had to stop for a crap in a local park. I think she had drunk too much ale that evening, eaten too much spicy food, and run too many marathons earlier in the day (Beachy Head - brilliant, brilliant marathon btw). I walked on slowly, occasionally looking back to see where she was. She had switched off her headtorch to preserve her dignity, but was clearly too drunk to remember about the glowstick hanging round her neck, or the flashing armbands that lit her up like a christmas tree. Was a pretty mountainous mile as well, so an 11 min 20 second mile split was probably about par.
Picked up the pace after halfway, as the absence of revellers / stomach cramps made us concentrate on the job in hand. No road closures, but very well signed, and probably 20-30 marshals ensuring no-one got lost. Just as well, because the map we had been given had been put to more important uses than navigation in the park earlier. Passed the Withdean, a quick jog through Hove and back along the prom to the start/finish and a nice bacon butty.
2hrs 6 minutes had elapsed during the run, but the clocks had gone back during Caz's pitstop, so I make that 66 minutes, and will be pressing Power of 10 to make that official.
Of couse, it could have been so much quicker without Caz fertilising the roses, and I berated her all the way back to the hotel, and forced her to buy the first round of drinks at the bar. Somehow we got up 2 hours after going to bed, and caught the train home after a pretty standard weekend's running.
Edited: 03/11/2012 at 07:46