19 October 2014
Boggy conditions but not raining.
A light warm-up then I was off.
I completed the first mile in just over 8 minutes.
I kept a steady pace. My breathing was always under control.
I ignored the many runners passing me.
I focused on my foot placement, especially after treading on a hard object after two and a half miles.
The route switched from grass to asphalt to gravel, through scenic parks and villages.
I reached half way in 1 hour, 55 minutes; a time that replicated my training.
I continued running strong, boosted by a runner praising my (former) blog that I was advertising on my back, and supported another runner by giving them some water.
I ate two bananas for extra energy, as practised in training, and saw an old running partner and work colleague from my time at university, who shouted encouragement.
Fatigue hit me at mile twenty-three but I overcame confusing signage to finish in the top 35% of competitors with a sprint finish.
My finishing time fell between my first two marathons, which reflected my limited training for the race.
I observed throughout the race that many runners struggled, perhaps unprepared for the challenge. This was confirmed by reports that of the 1,900 runners signed up, only 1,020 started and 961 finished.
It reminded me of my first marathon, where the second half of the race consisted of painful shuffling.
Despite not achieving a new personal best there were many first-time experiences I enjoyed. The race was the first ever marathon in Chelmsford, a city 10 miles from my home. It was the first race I ever ran in barefoot shoes, and first in which I raised money for a local animal charity, the RSPCA Danaher Animal Home (£150 in total). Finally, it was the first marathon where all my family came to support me. The rain held off as we celebrated my fiancée’s birthday with a picnic after the race.