Abingdon Marathon: a race report

If you’d asked me this time last year whether I thought I’d ever run two marathons in a year, I would have laughed and thought it out of the question. But last Sunday I crossed the finish line in my second marathon this year, so really, you never know how things might change.

I felt anxious before Abingdon Marathon. For days before it, I had a dodgy stomach, which probably meant I didn’t have great fuel stores or hydration leading up to the race. I also had a few nights of crappy sleep.

I think the anxiety stemmed not just from the thought of the race itself, but from thinking about what I might be able to achieve. I knew that I was capable of running it in under four hours, but I also knew I hadn’t trained enough this time around for that to happen. One part of me was saying: just go for it. The other was saying: your body isn’t strong enough for that yet.

Everything seemed to be pointing towards going for it. The weather was cool and dry, with light winds. The training status on my watch was ‘peaking’. I felt strong and niggle-free. My friend who was also running, and our friends who were supporting, all said that I was capable. So, I went for it.

The race started on a track at Tilsley Park sports centre. It then followed three loops, two of which we ran twice, mostly on roads but also a trail-like section.

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I started out at about 9:15 pace, which I thought was conservative. Then, from around mile five, I felt good and sped up to about 9:00-9:05. Although it was a small field (under 800 finishers) and a small town, there was some great support from locals who had come out to cheer. I ran alone at times, but also quite often with a small group. I felt almost invincible, chugging along at this steady but fairly quick pace.

In mile 9-10, I tried to open a gel to suck out the contents, but nothing came out (although all the other gels I took were fine). While faffing with this, I managed to knock the lap button on my watch. From then on it gave me splits on the half-mile, which threw me off pace. And then there was a twinge on the outside of my left knee: the dreaded IT band pain that I hadn’t had at all throughout four months of training.

My heart sank and my confidence plummeted. I thought it meant it was over and I’d have to drop out of the race. I also felt suddenly lacking in energy. I slowed down. And I kept slowing down. Thankfully, the knee pain didn’t get worse, and it eased off at times, so I was able to cope with it.

I stopped to drink at a water station somewhere after mile 20. I felt a little light-headed. A marshal was concerned about me, but I assured her I was fine. I then told another marshal that I wished I hadn’t stopped because I didn’t know how to start again, and he said: It’s all mental. You can do it. Just keep going. I really needed to hear that.

I kept going. I ran all of the final 10k except for a brief walk at a water station. Although my legs and knee were hurting and my footing felt unsteady, I stuck to 10-11 minute miles and was very pleased to finally see the running track and the finish line.

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My time was 4:13:10. I am really pleased with this: it’s 12 minutes better than my Hannover time, and I’m glad I felt better in the last 10k of this race than I did in Hannover.

I do think that, had I been less ambitious and gone out slower (at, say, 9:40 pace), it might have been a less painful race for me. But I did the same thing at Hannover too: went out with overly lofty ambitions and didn’t meet them. Would less ambition have got me quicker times? Or did I need that bit of audacity in order to achieve the best times for my current ability?

When I crossed the finish line on Sunday, it felt obvious that I’d given it everything. My legs buckled and I couldn’t even stand, let alone walk, for a while. Much like with my first marathon, it amazes me that only three days later my legs feel pretty much back to normal.

During the race, I found myself thinking: Why the hell am I doing this again?? After Hannover, I was disappointed that I’d fallen over the week before and wanted to do another marathon to prove to myself that I could do better, so a week later, I signed up for Abingdon.

This time, I have signed up for a 10k in February, in the hope that having that to aim for will deter me from signing up for another marathon. I probably will do another one eventually, simply because I want to do it better. But for now, I think I need to let the dust settle and concentrate on other things for a while (and maybe even try to revel in my achievements).

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Abingdon Marathon training, week 16

So, it’s all done now. The hay is in the barn, or whatever the saying is. I’ve done 16 weeks’ worth of running, all geared towards one marathon tomorrow morning. And all because I had unfinished business from my first marathon, which I ran a mere six months ago.

What did I do this week?

Monday, Thursday: rest days. I did very little activity at all on Thursday. Rather than this making me feel calm and refreshed, I suddenly seemed to have loads of random pains in my legs and other parts of my body. I told myself this was just normal taper madness, but it’s still alarming when you’re in the midst of it.

Tuesday: One of my usual lunchtime runs – 3.5 miles easy, with 8 x 10 second bursts in the middle. Felt quite good on this run, I think. I always enjoy those little sprints.

Wednesday: My last marathon-paced run. At lunchtime again. 1 mile easy, 2 miles at marathon pace (run on feel rather than trying to keep to any particular pace), then a mile to cool down.

Friday: My training plan said 2 miles easy, or rest. As I was working at home and not doing much other activity, I was feeling a little restless and decided I’d do the 2 miles. Went out for an easy jog around the block. I’m glad I did, as I felt a bit more clear-headed and a bit less agitated afterwards.

Saturday (today): Again, I either had to run 2 miles easy, or rest. I opted for resting, but I did volunteer at parkrun this morning. I scanned barcodes. It was a little chilly, but a beautifully sunny autumn morning. I enjoyed watching the runners come in and admiring the grazing deer (from a safe distance). After a nice coffee with friends, I am now spending the afternoon with my feet up at home.

I won’t deny that there are some pretty frenetic butterflies in my stomach at the moment. I’m working on accepting them as part of the excitement, and calming them with peppermint tea and listening to music. 

Miles this week: 9.5

18 hours to go!

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I’m still terrible at remembering to take photos at the moment. I blame marathon madness. Here’s Bushy Park in July, at the start of my Abingdon training.

Abingdon Marathon training, week 15

It’s some kind of miracle: I’m actually posting about a week of training at the end of that week, rather than a week or two later! Perhaps it’s because it’s been a lighter week, so I actually have the energy to write on a Sunday afternoon. Here it is, then.

Monday, Wednesday, Friday: rest days (although once again, my Wednesday was not restful: I had to travel to Birmingham and back for a work conference).

Tuesday: 3.4 easy miles at lunchtime.

Thursday: Another lunchtime run. 4.2 miles: 1 mile warm up, 1 mile at marathon pace, 1 mile at tempo pace, then a 1.2-mile cool down. I had planned to just do an easy run, but spontaneously threw in the tempo mile. It was in my training plan to do a 1-2 mile tempo run this week, so perhaps I told myself I should get that done rather than talking myself out of it.

Saturday: Long run with heavy legs and a tired mind. I ran 6 slow miles to parkrun, then a slightly quicker (but still slow) parkrun. I did 9.1 miles in total. The weather was strange: it was rainy and there was a cold wind (I wore a short-sleeved top and wished I’d gone for long sleeves), but it was also humid and felt clammy and muggy. Ugh. I am very much ready for crisp, cool autumn days now, please.

I spent Saturday afternoon catching up with Eliud Kipchoge’s sub-2 hour marathon attempt. It was inspiring stuff. I hope to channel Kipchoge next week – his relaxed style and habit of smiling when things feel tough might help. As a tea fanatic, I was also cheered by reading that a large part of his training diet consists of loads of sweet, milky tea.

Sunday (today!): I had a much-desired lie-in, then went for an easy 3.2-mile jog around the block. The weather was even more gross than yesterday: drizzly, grey and windy, but a very stuffy 17 degrees. Yuck. Glad to be on the sofa with a cup of tea (what else?) now.

Total miles for the week: 20 exactly.

One week to go!!!

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I failed to take any photos this week. This is one of my favourites from last winter.

Abingdon Marathon training, week 14

Once again, time has galloped away and it’s almost the end of week 15 of my training, so week 14 is now a bit hazy. I’ll try my best to do a recap.

Monday, Wednesday, Friday – rest days (although Wednesday was a long and stressful day involving a lot of meetings and travel for work, so not restful at all!)

Tuesday – 4.6 lunchtime miles with 10-second bursts of speed in the middle. Always fun to do those.

Thursday – Another lunchtime run: 5.4 miles with mid three at marathon pace. I felt like I had excess energy to burn on this run, and perhaps ran some of the marathon pace section a bit too fast.

Saturday – I did a slow 3.8-mile jog to parkrun, and then ran parkrun at about 9:10 pace. It was parkrun’s 15th anniversary so a lot of runners turned up – over 1800 in total!

Sunday – I took part in Kingston Half Marathon. I only signed up for this a few weeks ago. I’d been thinking for a while it would be good to do a half marathon before Abingdon, just to keep my racing muscles warmed up and to see how I might do in the marathon. I think doing one two weeks before the marathon might be a bit close; but we’ll see.

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The Thames from Kingston Bridge – taken by S, who kindly supported me during the race 🙂

I didn’t feel great on this run. I had heavy legs and my head wasn’t really in it. The race started in the town centre. The first mile was very crowded and twisty-turny so I went out slowly – probably a good thing.

I then sped up and managed to stick to around 8:30-8:40 pace for most of the run. I stopped and walked at all the water stations so that I could make sure to drink enough (they used cups, which I can’t drink from while running). I usually take water with me on my long runs and I really wished I’d taken some for the race, as I was feeling a bit dehydrated. After lagging a bit in miles 10-12, I pulled myself together for the last stretch and finished strongly. My official time was 1:55:09 – my second best official HM time. So that’s pretty good.

Total mileage for the week: 30.1

2 weeks to go!!

Abingdon Marathon training, week 13

Unlike week 12, week 13 didn’t quite go to plan. I was supposed to do a mid-week 7 miles with 4 at tempo pace, but this didn’t happen. This was mainly because I was tired and a bit broken from the 20-miler on the Sunday of week 12. However, I still managed to get four runs in. Here’s a short and sweet recap.

Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday: rest days

Wednesday: An easy 4.8 miles in the park after work.

Friday: A lunchtime 4.3 miles at an easy pace.

Saturday: 15 miles. Started off slowly, still feeling tired; but ended with parkrun. I think parkrun is magic: during the rest of the run I couldn’t have sped up to faster than about 9:30 pace if I’d tried, but once I’d joined parkrun, I ran 9-minute miles all the way and felt strong. So, a good run, in the end.

Sunday: An easy 5k recovery run around the block. I tried to avoid the rain (we’ve had a lot of it lately), but got caught in it anyway.

Total weekly mileage: 27.3

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Abingdon Marathon training, week 11

Although I ran five times last week and stuck to the training plan quite closely, it felt like a tough week.

On Monday I was travelling back from France all day. Our flight was cancelled. We ended up getting the Eurostar. The journey was fine; but it took all day and we didn’t get home till midnight.

I took the day off work on Tuesday. In the afternoon, I ran 4 miles easy with some 10-second bursts.

Wednesday was another very long day. I was up at 5am to travel to Manchester for an all-day work meeting. That finished at 4pm; but then I met up with an old friend who now lives in Manchester. I didn’t get home until around 11pm.

On Thursday evening, tired and with very sore and achy leg muscles (as they had been all week), I set out to try and do a 10k tempo run with a warm up and cool down. I knew as soon as I started running that I didn’t have it in me. I managed 3.6 miles, mostly at an easy pace. I did feel better as the run went on, so maybe I could have got it done; but hey. I felt relieved as soon as I’d decided to cut it short, so it was probably a good decision.

On Friday I did another short, easy run – a lunchtime 3.5 miles into the park and back.

On Saturday, my legs were still feeling tired and achy, but I got a good workout in the bag. I ran 4 miles before parkrun. A friend who was also doing a warm up caught up with me on the way, providing some company and much-needed motivation (especially as he is a faster runner than me). I did 7.2 miles altogether, finishing with parkrun at a consistent tempo pace. I was pleased with that.

On Sunday, I did a long run of 12 miles, at a fairly slow pace. Although this was a shorter long run than usual, it felt long. It was a lot warmer than I’d thought it would be.

This week my motivation has dropped even lower. Although my legs feel okay now, I have a niggle in my ankle/calf that I seem to be fixating on. I feel cranky and am doubting if I will be able to complete all of this week’s sessions. But I’ve just read an article that says even elite athletes start having doubts from about week 12 of marathon training – so it seems this is just normal. And if I go back and read my posts from Hannover Marathon training, perhaps I’ll see the same pattern. So, in conclusion: I should just suck it up and keep on going. (But also try to be nice to myself and remember rest is very important too.)

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I forgot to take any photos last week. Here’s one from my holiday in Nice the week before.

Total mileage: 30.3

5 weeks to go!!

Abingdon Marathon training, weeks 9 & 10

Time has once again galloped away and there are two whole weeks of training that I haven’t recapped. I’m feeling unmotivated at the moment. Recording what I’ve already done seems to help keep me on track, so here we go.

Week 9

This is a distant memory now. This was a low-mileage week, partly because I was travelling all day on the Sunday so didn’t run then; and partly because I’d done a lot of mileage in the two weeks before. Having a low-mileage week now and then seems to work well for my recovery.

I did two shorter, faster runs in the week – 3.4 miles with some strides; and 6 miles including 2 x 2 miles at tempo pace. I remember this feeling like a tough run. I wasn’t able to hold tempo pace for long enough.

On the Friday I was supposed to do a longer run, but only managed two miles. I had been suffering from a stiff and painful/ankle calf and it was particularly bad that day. Saturday’s run went better, thankfully: 12.2 miles in total, starting with an easy five miles and then a faster seven, with a 26:49 parkrun on the end.

Week 10

I was on holiday/triathlon spectating in the south of France (Marseille and Nice) all week. This was great, of course, but before going I was worried I wouldn’t be able to fit in my training. It turned out that the holiday was actually great for my training, as not only were there many hills so I could finally do some hill repeats, I had a group of enthusiastic running friends to keep me company.

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On the Monday I was supposed to do an easy four miles. This was hillier than my routes at home so it wasn’t that easy; but it was a fun and beautiful run with four friends.

Tuesday was 6 x 2 minute hill repeats – difficult, but satisfying. I was glad to get that session in the bag. Wednesday was a longer one: seven miles, mostly along the waterfront, with the mid five miles at marathon pace. I found this hard because of the heat and still feeling the hills in my legs.

I rested on the Thursday. That was also the day we travelled from Marseille to Nice. On the Friday morning I ran up and down the Promenade des Anglais for three-and-a-half hours, clocking 20 miles in total.

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That was a very hard run. I didn’t eat much before going out. It was hot and humid, even at 7am. My legs were still tired from the hills. My pace was slow, but fairly consistent.

I wanted to quit at 10 miles; then at 12. At 17 miles, I sent S. a message saying I was bailing. But I carried on, promising myself the treat of my last gel if I got to 18.6 miles.

As soon as my watch ticked over to 20 miles, I immediately sat on a bench in relief and exhaustion. I then had to begin the long walk back as I’d finished halfway down the prom. It was a mentally gruelling session. I hope that I’ve gained some strength from this, both mental and physical. My legs definitely felt it the next day.

I have found it hard to switch back to my routine this week, running and otherwise; but generally, my training has been on track, or close to it. Whoop.

Total mileage, week 9: 23.8

Total mileage, week 10: 35.4

6 weeks to go!