I was in Pen 8 of the Blue start after 6 years of applying. I couldn't believe I was about to "do" the marathon - one of my bucket list challenges. Anyway me and this other lady had been sitting in this bus stop in the pen and then slowly we began
myself in front of the Tower of London. Wow, I’m such a tourist. I really don’t know London at all and I hadn't realised we’d be running past it. Another photo opportunity and the crowds were really dense. The road led over Tower Bridge. What a privilege
25, waiting for me! The have a photo of the man with the dolphin, but missed me!So by the time they arrived I had changed, eaten and felt okay – until I began walking... like a penguin!A HUGE WELL DONE to everyone who completed the London Marathon
.Having run the Bupa Great South Run two years on the trot as the Gingerbread Man, I took the decision that the Virgin London Marathon 2010 would be the year the Gingerbread Man ran. At the same time my brother informed that his partner had been diagnosed
washing machine and a War Horse puppet as the gun went to start the London Marathon. The first impression was of slight anti-climax. I’d been building towards this moment for the last nine weeks (I was a late and surprised substitute for an injured
of the shoe tag, and to get the medal, the photo, and the goodie bag (heavy with water and isotonic drinks). Then a hunt for the baggage truck holding my bag and a walk along the Mall to the meeting point. So I ran 26.2 miles only to have to walk another mile
I've been running for about eight years and completed the London Marathon in just over 5:30 in 2007. I'd trained three days a week and my longest run was 18 miles. I didn't realise the impact the food you ate the night before could have (cheese
with the obligatory white trousers and black caps.On the morning of the marathon I was up at what felt like the crack of dawn (actually 6am) and had to get to Farnborough Station for 7am to catch the coach up to London. On the way to the station it felt strange
how or why I did it. It hurt so much in the last four miles, but I was raising money for charity after all. I had my official marathon finisher’s photo taken and walked slowly to collect my bag.On leaving the finishers area I started trembling
helped.On Saturday, the family and I arrived at the Expo in time for a nice lunchtime picnic before going in and really setting the excitement ball rolling. That said, driving through London and having seen the signs warning of road closures and various
