’d read about? I was running through suburbia and there were few people around.I took in the sights: lots of men using the verges as urinals, a few kids looking for the costumed runners. A runner in a mankini went past me - wow, I had to get his photo
. The predominantly French race also takes fancy dress as seriously as food and drink so start putting some thought into your costume. Held every September – and always a sell out – 2009 will see the 25th running of the race and will feature a circus theme. www
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
presenter added to everyone's anticipation - there were people of all shapes and sizes, from knights in full suits of armour to people with giraffe costumes (complete with necks) preparing themselves for the big day. A short heavy downpour had everyone
Wun; 6:49 "...How much water a furry rabbit costume can hold..." Read the full quote Twinkle; 7:00 "...This time last year, I couldn't have run for a bus..." Read the full quote SUPPORTERS! Ultra Meerkat; mile 18 supporter "...That's us
which makes the skin as fragile as a butterfly’s wing, hence my costume. Thanks for a great website and magazine I couldn’t have run London four times without RW.Next year? Put my name down now!Jo, 4:07Wow! What a day. I had a great first 20 miles
supporting, stopping in an East End pub, all the costumes, Tower Bridge, Isle of Dogs (despite what everyone says)... IT'S ALL GOOD! Hutchy, 5:01:27 Best moment? The various people shouting my name all the way round, what a boost, what an atmosphere. Worst
, seeing runners in fancy dress (and wondering how on earth they managed to run wearing costumes!), chatting to other runners and hearing their stories, and last but not least, being able to slip into a loo without there being a queue!My worst moment
to get through. I thought they mean competitors were running in an ambulance costume and jumped onto the pavement. But a real vehicle came bombing through the runners. It stopped right beside me. On the ground was a man already being given heart massage
served from 5:45am......Dressed in my cow costume I stood there shaking my husband: "Get up! We're going to be late." He looked at his watch: it was only half past 12. No wonder he calls me Mad Moo... Anyway, the race was brilliant. My knee hurt at 14
