I know, I know!
I’ve already written a post about how I ran the London Marathon, but this one is slightly different. This one is about what you should do if your marathon didn’t quite go to plan.
Before running the London Marathon I had completed the Cardiff Half Marathon twice along with some 5 and 10ks.
The first time I ran the Cardiff Half Marathon I absolutely loved every minute of it. I wanted to get my time under 2 hours 30 and I did, just about!
The second time I ran it, it didn’t quite go to plan as I’d been injured in training and although I did get under 2 hours 30 again, my time was ever so slightly than the first time around and I just didn’t enjoy it as much.
Having said that I wasn’t too bothered by it and I think that’s probably because I had such a great time first time round.
Moving on to the London Marathon, my training went pretty well. My longest run was 20 miles which I completed in 3 hours 45 seconds, and I was very pleased with that time. It bode well for me that I could aim for a five hour finish at the London Marathon.
Everything was going well on the day of the London Marathon, until I got to 26k (16 miles). I had a wave of nausea come over me and I was sick in the portaloo. I have no idea why this happened as I’ve never been sick when running. I can’t even put it down to nerves as I really, rather strangely, didn’t feel nervous about running the London Marathon, and again I think that’s because my training went well.
I wonder if I’d had too much of my sports drink too soon as most of what I’d brought up was Tailwind.
From 16 miles I walked with a very lovely lady until my stomach settled and then I continued at a much slower pace to the finish line.
I finished the London Marathon in 5 hours 55 minutes 42 seconds. It was 55 minutes slower than I would have liked, but at the time I was so pleased and relieved to have finished that the time didn’t bother me.
Now that I’ve had a little while to think about it, I must admit I do feel a tad disappointed.
Disappointed that I was sick.
Disappointed that I had to walk.
Disappointed that the second half was slower than I would have liked.
I’ve entered the ballot for next year and I have my fingers tightly crossed that I get the chance to run it again so that I can achieve my desired time.
I know in my heart that what I’ve achieved by running the London Marathon and raising over £2,000 for WellChild is an amazing feat and I’m in know way sad about that fact.
I really did love every minute of it. The crowds were amazing and the feeling of seeing my husband and children in the grandstand at the finish line was overwhelming.
I want one more chance to do it again and feel like I’ve achieved the best I can. The 2019 London Marathon just didn’t feel like my best effort.
I’m tempted to apply for a charity place again, but I question whether or not I’d be able to raise the same kind of money again. After all people have been so generous first time around and I don’t feel I can expect them to donate again for another year, but at the same time I so desperately want to do it again.
I also feel like I can’t put my family through it all again either. What a lot of people don’t see behind the scenes is the sheer amount of training that goes into running a marathon. The early mornings, the missed family cuddles etc. Can I expect my family to do it all again? I’m not sure.
Is it selfish of me to want to do it again so that I can feel better about myself? So that I can my desired time? Probably, but I also know that if I don’t try just once more I may well live to regret it.
What do you think? Please help me with my dilemma and let me know your thoughts in the comments below.