to stop and walk for a little while. I was hoping to get round without stopping, but my whole body just gave up and I had to walk/run for the next 2 miles.I was completely surprised by the support of the crowd, what an atmosphere!My most memorable moment

suffering with a virus.My goal was simply just to finish this year (in under 5 hours). Aftermissing loads of training with illness I just wanted to get round and raiseas much money as I could for the Lymphoma Assocation as a close familymember had just been

on my training runs, drank only water had my jelly baby ever mile after mile 9, refused the sweets and only did a few "high fives".Lots of my family came up to London to support me and I saw them all at least 5 times during the race. I LOVED every moment

deciding to run the last mile from Westminster all the way to the finish. I have no idea how I did it as I had picked up a recurring leg injury at 16miles that prevented me from running. The crowd was fantastic, and as I came round the corner along the Mall

, surrounded by cheers... Worst moment: realising that my legs were going at 13 miles, due to not being able to stock up on carbs. Damn tummy bug! Scary, though...What I've learnt: running without your training partner is hard, but mental strength can get you

struggled to get going again and had to stop after just another mile to get treatment for from a member of St Johns (THANK YOU!) and strap my knee up. From this point it was run, jog, walk, and hobble whatever it took to get me round. Somewhere around mile

and the Girls from Eims all of whom kept my pace up for a good stretch of the race. Looking forward to next time ?!?!?!?!?!?Supe, 4:31My first marathon, and a fantastic one to start with.Training was going really well until 7th March when I got a knee injury

, but what a beautiful way to see London.Funniest moment - "Don't Fear the Reaper" playing as I waited at the red start.Worst moment – being not even halfway round when you hear that the race has already been won.Best moment - more than five hours to reflect

and registered to run the Brentwood Half-Marathon. About the same time, I discovered the RW site and starting reading up on what a race is about. About the most useful advice was an article about run/walking – finally, a guaranteed way to get round a race without

group of elite men came past on the other side having done 22 miles. They got a huge round of applause from the runners alongside me and it reminded me that I was taking part in the same event as them. Fantastic.Worst moment: my calf muscle starting