Just back from the hospital. I am now a proud father and would like to welcome Dylan James Kerrigan (7lbs 11oz) to the world.
The marathon has been the focus of my life for the past couple of years including last year's stress fracture and deferral. Don't wish to get all sentimental but it all faded away when I looked down at that new little life.
That doesn't mean I'm not determined! If I ever needed motivation I have it now. And any pain I will no doubt feel on sunday feel can't come close to what I witnessed from my wife over the past 48 hours.
I am immensely proud of them both and hope to make them as proud of me on Sunday.
That's certainly an inspiration to me as it's my first marathon at London next week.
Getting really nervous and struggling getting off to sleep. Partly the race and partly the baby. My wife is due to be induced tomorrow so don't expect much sleep tonight either! Going to get up early to sneak in run and then go with her to the hospital.
Well I'm running for the autistic society in support of my brother in law. I get a tricolore stripey top with an unimaginative 'dave' emblazoned on it. The charity forgot to send an 'a' initially- my wife suggested I go as 'dev' but I don't think it would have the same motivating effect!
Speaking of my wife, she is now 2 days overdue and counting! She is being induced on Monday if she doesn't go before so we will have a little boy come marathon day!