on the Tuesday after!Key to success? Put your name on the front and back of your running top! Mind over matter - my cough "miraculously" disappeared for 8 hours!A day which I will never forget, a truly life-changing event, worth every ounce of effort.Kerzo, 7
with some club mates when a pavement collapsed under my foot. It came up like a football. It took nearly 3 months before I could properly walk, let alone run and that’s when I hit the low point and didn’t really do anything for about 8 or 9 years afterwards
on a loo at 9.50am!The heat wrong-footed me; I was constantly aware of not going too quickly, too early, but having arrived late at the start, I was too far back, and felt I spent too much time dodging other runners/walkers. This continued for about 22
:32 Running the London Marathon was always an “I want to do that one day” event, and now I have done it! It was my first marathon and I’ll be very surprised if it is my last. I know I can easily improve my 4:32 by over 30 minutes. The best moment was from Big
're in labour - I went somewhere very deep inside myself and wasn't aware of anything else but just putting one foot in front of the other. The miles seemed to pass much more slowly, particularly after I had got to 21 miles. I kept thinking I must be near the 22
-b's family and Chris (Mr tinygirl).The worst moment? Around 11.15 when Monique hadn't turned up...but turned to a great moment when she stayed to be a supporter, having DNF'd with a foot injury; seeing all those bleeding nips.The biggest surprise? the two
on what fantastic support I had in hospital, from my wife and kids, family, friends and colleagues. What a race! Thanks to Flora and everybody involved in arranging such a great event. CdK, 5:47Photo: www.richk.co.ukThe day had dawned! Like many thousands
the marathon with disabilities or under stressful conditions and made me realise that this is what the London Marathon is all about – it makes a winner out of every runner.This race was a great event for me personally and one that I shall remember forever. Kiwi
it was time to put up and shut up. But I did it, and missed my target of a sub-4 and came in at 4:07...and that was it. I'd done it - I'd run a marathon. Move on.And I did move on - and carried on running in other events - but crucially I got started doing
. But in my shoes things were messing up.At eight miles I stopped and looked inside my socks. There were bloody blisters under each big toe, and huge blisters on the inside of each foot - under my Compeeds. But it was too early to pack it in - I pulled my
