Run > Race

It was amazing, but unbelievably hard work. I got no sleep whatsoever the night before, and diarrohea, due to sudden nerves, and didn't even manage to eat anything apart from 2 biscuits during the morning. It was never looking good. Oh, and I hadn't set US time correctly on my stopwatch, so I turned up at the orange medical tent an hour early to attempt to meet the Fetchettes - of course there was no one there. Anyway, without boring you too much, I fell over within the first ten seconds, tripping on a discarded jumper on the bridge, and banged my head on the kerb. I stuck with the 3:50 pacing team, but knew from the start that the pace was too much for me, and lost them on the horror that was the Queensboro bridge. My sub 4 bid was over at that point. I'd have to say that I couldn't really recommend this marathon, it's just too difficult (well, if you always train on the flat like me), but the crowds shouting 'Looking good, Joanne!', etc were enough to make me cry and keep on running. Still, at least it was a PB!