So, … we made it! All 26.2 miles of it….in the bag! It’s still quite hard for me to believe I actually completed it! I was so nervous, stressed, even slightly unwell the week before. Even though I couldn’t wait to get going, I don’t think I fully understood what I was taking on, let alone whether or not I was capable of it! And it didn’t matter that Peter and many more of you told me I could, I didn’t believe it because I couldn’t really feel it! I reached half way with some still left in the tank and that felt spectacular! But around 30K the wheels began to come off, 1 by 1!
I began to walk and run, and ask Peter over and over again if I’d make it. My steps became laboured…it wasn’t pretty! And when I met family at mile 24, I cried and told them all I couldn’t make it! It’s amazing how long 2.2 miles becomes after you’ve done 24 of them! But we made it, and the joy, the celebration, the disbelief of that is something I’ll never forget!
Running a marathon is by far and away the toughest thing I’ve ever done, but its also the most rewarding thing I’ve ever completed and by far my proudest achievement!
Nik and I had coffee this week and we talked about this a lot. What is it that makes running a marathon so special? We’ve both run halves completing GNR together and we both ran a marathon. We agreed that the training and the events themselves are another level entirely!
I think this is to do with the intensity, the hard work and the fact that while you are participating in a race, you are ultimately running against yourself. You’re raising the bar for yourself. Regardless of what you might prove to the world, what the marathon is really giving you is that space inside yourself. That space where you face the fact that you trained to become one of that very exclusive 1% club…the 1% who have completed a marathon! You worked and cried and pushed to finish when every cell of your being wanted to stop!
It took me about 30 minutes to stop crying when I finished; I was tired, emotional, cold, overwhelmed, and so utterly proud of myself. As I sat there eating chips through floods of tears, it was Nadiya Hussain that came to mind. Her beautiful victory speech on bake off where she says ‘I’ll never again say something is too hard, that I won’t, or I can’t, because I can, and I will’!
This marathon feels like a life altering event somehow, and I’ll treasure every last memory of it. From the people we met, the laughs and deep chats Peter and I had on our training runs, all our fundraising missions, all those who supported us (before, during and after the event), you have all contributed to something so incredibly special for me.
If anyone had told me after my first parkrun that I’d run a marathon one day, I’d have laughed silly and probably not come back! But that is the magic of our parkrun family/community and I am truly blessed to be a part of it. Thank you Peter, from the bottom of my heart, for being my eyes for 16 weeks, and for giving me such an effortless, easy run that I didn’t have to think about! You are a true legend and a beautiful soul that I’m blessed to call a friend.
Lots of you have been asking ‘what next? Well, I’m quite happy to stick to parkruns and cake for a while (my physio says it’s all part of my recovery!) only, …, while I was finishing off an Easter Egg earlier, I discovered a few guide runners in the South West who support ultras …, #JustSaying
Who knows what’s next; for now; I’m just blissed out wearing my medal with pride and milking the magic of Brighton for as long as I can! Thank you all for tracking us, supporting us, and sending the love, your energy, prayers and kindness all carried us over the line and contributed to an incredible day that I’ll never, ever forget!