Sometimes I feel optimistic; the legs want to go, the oxygen machine and blood pump seem to be game for the distance. At others, like this afternoon, you wonder whether it’s going to work! There seems to be an endless list of things that can go wrong in the old bones, and in the old muscles that are woven tightly around them. This afternoon it was a pain in the right hip, the one that fell hard on to the ice rink in Grenoble more than 20 years ago, and I feel it’s never completely recovered since then! Training is good because you lose weight, but in so doing it seems you open up loopholes for various unexpected disorders. It’s funny how after an initial complaint like this afternoon, which made me start at a ridiculously slow pace, the body seems to be able to kick into action and do what you’ve been programming it to do! But the Marathon is going to be nearly five times this afternoon’s jaunt! You can only hope that it all holds together, but the stories about the 35km barrier and grinding articulations are a little worrying!
Thanks to all for your interest and support.
This was 8.84km in 47′ 51″, average 5′ 25″ per km.