?!Everyone has a goal for the marathon. If you think you didn't achieve yours on Sunday, think again - less than 1% of the British population has ever started the London Marathon, let alone put the dedication into training and made the sacrifices that you did
with everyone else, 15 minutes later we were off! Me: ex-couch potato, three stone lighter and with just over a year of running, doing the London Marathon!It was clear that Linsey was a much quicker runner than me so I told her to leave me but she didn't want
This was my first ever marathon and it was the best running event I have ever taken part in. The race, however, did not go as planned. I spent nine months training, completing two 17-mile runs and a 20-mile road race five weeks before (3
immediately in front of them and split my knee open quite badly.I'm really really upset that whoever this was didn't have the decency to stop and help me up or even see if I was OK. Luckily the Lucozade guys called for a medic who patched me up - I was able
'd been told the spectators at London are the best in the world, but you have to experience the cheering to really know how uplifting it is. Strangers calling out "Come on, you're doing so well" when I was almost on my knees was like being injected
before, with 10 weeks of actual running, and a maximum distance of 19 miles under my belt, here I was attempting the London Marathon, wondering what on earth I was doing! After the trip in from Abbey Wood to Blackheath, Em and I walked across the common
On Saturday morning I found myself heading over to Excel to register for the London Marathon 2011! Eek! I have to say I was really excited and slightly apprehensive about what lay ahead. Last year I did some serious training which ended
I decided way back in 1999 that if I was going to do a marathon, I wanted to do the London Marathon. My illustrious career as a Sunday League football player was coming to an end and it was clear that Arsenal had missed their chance to snatch me up
and knees. I chose an outside lane finish and apparently that meant I made it onto TV (as advised by two friends). Half an hour more than I wanted to finish the run in, but I had finished.Now the real punishment began: a slow shuffle for the removal
and by the time I reached halfway, I had been running for two hours and 17 minutes - seven minutes more than my slowest half-marathon pace in training. "Not good", I thought.I soldiered on, determined not to stop despite my mind, body and legs screaming at me
