I am pleased to report that my training is still going well and it feels that the countdown to the Yorkshire Marathon is definitely here.
The date – 20th October 2019
The other day I was in our conservatory where Nicky and I have our running medals on a little medal holder on the wall. It was nice to have a look through at the mixture of 10’s, halves and full marathons. Each of my three full marathons has different memories for different reasons.
London 2012

My first ever Marathon and the subject of the infamous 7 month journey from being able to run for a couple of minutes in September 2011 to the Marathon in April 2012. Of course the Marathon was in London which is special and I did this in the Olympic year which added a little extra speciality. My time was irrelevant (although it was 4hrs 55mins) but I ran all the way.
My memories of that day included the route on the south side of the River Thames where everyone appeared to have been partying through the night, the run past the Cutty Sark, the pure loneliness of running round the Financial District and then the joy of seeing Big Ben and knowing that the end is in sight.
My regret? Not being able to convince Nicky and my Dad that I was in good shape so that they didn’t worry. I failed.
Yorkshire 2013

The Yorkshire Marathon
I did bugger-all after London and lost my fitness and did the whole training journey again leading to October 2013 and the first ever Yorkshire Marathon.
My memories of that day were enjoying the run around the centre of York after a gentle down hill descent and running past The Minster. I enjoyed the crown interaction at the U turn at Stamford Bridge but then have the memory of hitting the wall and then having to walk a couple of miles with horrible calf pain. My best memory, which will live me forever was running through that pain for the last 1/2 mile to get in at 4 hrs 29 mins which was below my 4:30 target. I recognised that I needed to have targets on which to focus and had already booked my next Marathon
Brighton 2014

My home town, well 7 miles from my home town to be accurate. I had already run the 1/2 Marathon here and this course just stretched it towards Shoreham and the challenging area around Shoreham Power Station.
My memories of that day was knowing I had what I thought at the time was a slight muscular injury (it wasn’t) and popping a couple of Nurofen and running through it. Seeing my Mum, Dad and Sister 17 miles in was wonderful and uplifting. The finish too was great as dipped in at 4 hours and 19 mins with further gains made on the previous year. At that point I thought I was on a journey to run sub 4 hours in the next couple of years.
You all know the story of what happened next, if not just have a quick scroll through and it is all documented here. And now, here I am free from pain and training exactly to my coaches plan and looking forward to October 20th. To be clear though I am completing the course on a run/walk strategy as my reengagement with running was too late to get myself fit enough to run the whole distance; that’s for Spring 2020 and as yet I am unsure where.






I cannot believe it is over 5 months since I updated by blog on here; amazing how time flies.
The left glute and left ankle pain continues, but under the suppression of 8 Tramadol and 9 Gabapentin a day, I’m perhaps forgiven for thinking things might be getting a little better; mind you with that medication I have done well to remember what day it it – Tuesday right?
