I ran the GNR in 2:08:01 yesterday. Over 4 minutes quicker than last year and in pretty poor weather conditions with the wind and the rain bothering me and 50,000 others on the way.
I felt good, I could have finished quicker but made the tactical error of leaving it too late to surge on and got caught behind slower runners who had obviously lied on their race entry form about how quick they would finish the run. The finish was as chaotic as ever but getting on the Bus home was a bit better than last year.
It's the Berlin Marathon in two week's time and its looking like a sub 5 hour finish now.
Monday 16 September 2013
Monday 2 September 2013
The End Of The Summer
Time rushes onwards without me.
We are now in the Autumn although our more than pasable Summer sunshine continues and the sun is streaming through my windows as I type this.
I have no excuse for not updating this blog, no crisis in my life. Just glorious sunny days and long,long training runs to offer as any justification for not sharing all my wit, wisdom and musical taste with you.
Talking of training runs, I have taken to running alongside the Tyne. Why I hadn't done this before I will never know.It has given me a new perspective on the river and life and wildlife along it.
This year has also been the year of the middle aged bloke on a bike dressed like a Tour De France rider.I have been almost knocked over several times by these idiots, passing by so close I can smell the Deep Heat on their calf muscles.And why do no bikes have bells anymore to warm the poor pedestrian of their approach?
Pavements are for people, I say not Bradley Wiggins wannabees.
We are now in the Autumn although our more than pasable Summer sunshine continues and the sun is streaming through my windows as I type this.
I have no excuse for not updating this blog, no crisis in my life. Just glorious sunny days and long,long training runs to offer as any justification for not sharing all my wit, wisdom and musical taste with you.
Talking of training runs, I have taken to running alongside the Tyne. Why I hadn't done this before I will never know.It has given me a new perspective on the river and life and wildlife along it.
This year has also been the year of the middle aged bloke on a bike dressed like a Tour De France rider.I have been almost knocked over several times by these idiots, passing by so close I can smell the Deep Heat on their calf muscles.And why do no bikes have bells anymore to warm the poor pedestrian of their approach?
Pavements are for people, I say not Bradley Wiggins wannabees.
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