Today, Sunday 18th March 2012 I completed the Liverpool International Half Marathon which was only the second half marathon I had run, and it fell coincidently exactly 6 months after my first - The Great North Run on 18th September 2011 which I completed in 2 hours 21 minutes and 49 seconds! I thought I had trained adequately for the GNR but in hindsight I wasn’t at all prepared for the task that lay ahead! This year the Liverpool International Half Marathon celebrated its 9th Anniversary, and the starting celebrity was Kriss Acabusi.
When I entered the Liverpool Half Marathon I had no idea it
was in fact on Mother’s Day! The one day
in the year I can legitimately stay in bed all morning and expect tea and toast
along with the Sunday papers delivered to my side and what am I doing? Getting up at quarter past 6 in the morning
then running 13.1 miles! Mmmmmmmmm....
got that wrong somewhere! Perhaps I can
put the “pampering” associated with Mother’s Day (supposedly) on ice (along
with my feet!) until next Sunday when I
can enjoy its benefits!!
Before I tell you how I got on I will set the scene with my
pre-run training, sacrifices and trauma’s! I loosely followed a 16 week training plan
which was aimed
specifically for those runners looking to break 2 hours in a half marathon and
was designed by Jeff Gaudette. When I say “Loosely”, I mean I followed the
long runs religiously but on some of the interval runs I perhaps didn’t follow it
quite as rigorously as I should have and tended to do my own thing but I still
covered the required miles. I took tapering seriously and did my last long run
8 days before and my last short run 4 days before. I didn’t change my diet at all in the run up
to the run, but I abstained from alcohol for a week before (unlike when I did
the GNR and abstained for 6 weeks!!) and last night if you had been spying on
me you would have witnessed me shovelling down a big bowl of pasta (spag Bol to
be precise) in the hope that it would boost my performance today and give me
the fuel to complete the distance in super quick time! My plan for the evening went something like this:
Dinner, relax, bath, into PJs, read book, cup of tea, BED! Plan went perfectly right up to cup of tea
time – At 10.15pm I made a cup of tea, then just as I sat down with it my
mobile rang! It was my 16 year old daughter’s best friend saying “Please can
someone come and pick Jess up she’s not well!” – Teenage speak for extremely
drunk! Luckily for her, I wasn’t
drinking (any other Saturday night she would have had a problem, there’s no way
I could usually drive!). Anyway I got to
the party and managed to hustle a very dishevelled girl into the car! Luckily her friends had packed her off with a
carrier bag as a sick bucket – 5 minutes down the road it was very useful! Once
home and she was safely in bed I decided I’d best head there myself as I had a
big day looming! No sooner had my head
hit the pillow I was up again seeing to her, this time heaving uncontrollably
all over her bedroom carpet, completely missing the bowl provided! Anyhow this pattern of events went on until
just after midnight, I was divided between being extremely worried about her
and even considered A & E at one point and being extremely worried about
the possibility I wasn’t going to make my run after all the build up! Eventually, things settled down and I managed
to drift off into a very light fitful sleep waking up several times to check on
her before my alarm eventually went off at 6.15am! Yawn! Yawn! Yawn! Not the best preparation!
So how did I get on?
Did I or did I not get a sub 2 and/or a PB?
Well ... (is the suspense killing you yet?!!)
I got up at 6.15am and enjoyed (endured) my usual running breakfast
nutrition of Weetabix, but couldn’t face my usual morning coffee. As I set out
the door my teenage children were eagerly waiting to wave me off with good luck
wishes and mother’s day hugs – NOT! In fact I bet they were still snuggled down
in their pits when I had completed the run! They aren’t at all interested in or
impressed by their Mother’s achievements and are just waiting for the day when
I get over the perceived midlife crisis!
Anyway, we picked
up my friend and fellow runner Sharon at 7am and we were soon on our way. I
have been monitoring the weather via my i-phone all week and it has fluctuated
between fair and wet, so I was keeping an open mind to what was waiting for us
in Liverpool.
We arrived in Liverpool at around about 8.30am after a good
uneventful journey! So after not running since Wednesday, here I was on the
start line of the Liverpool Half Marathon after very little sleep feeling a
mixture of excitement and nerves. I ran
the Great North Run accompanied by my i-pod, however today I was going it
alone! I had discovered whilst training
I actually run faster without the music to distract me from focusing on the job
in hand, it also allowed me to hear and revel in the well wishes from
spectators which spurred me on along the way! Sharon had run the Bath Half
marathon just last Sunday and managed a sub 2 so she wasn’t planning on pushing
herself on this one, but was using it as a training run for the Edinburgh
Marathon she is doing in May. Therefore, we were running separately and I was
on my own, which didn’t bother me as I am used to running alone whilst
training!
Anyway where was I?
Back at the start line!
It was a very cold start to the morning down at
the start line on the docklands, with a stiff sea breeze to chill the
bones. I was shaking whilst waiting on
the start line, both from fear and the cold! I was wearing an old hoody kindly
donated by my daughter which I was planning to deposit once the race had
started and I was warmed up. Surprisingly the race didn't have a staggered
start depending on your predicted time; it was a free for all, so we settled
ourselves fairly near the front, but not too close to get in the way of the
elite!!! Whilst waiting we got talking
to fellow runners who worried me slightly by telling me how hilly the course
was especially Sefton Park! I had been
under the impression that it was a fairly flat course! Trying not to let it mess with my positive
attitude I put the thought aside.
The race started spot on time at 9.30am and
along with the masses (just over 7000 to be precise, one or two less than the
53000 at GNR) I was off! Some people took off like rats out of traps, and I
wanted to shout “It’s not a sprint!”. I was soon heading up Parliament Hill (a hill,
but not a hill in the Cumbrian league!) and we were soon onto nice rolling
roads where I could really settle down into my pace, and by this point was averaging
8.5 minute miles, and because the sun had decided to join us, things were warming up! . I was surprised when I came across the first water station
that the bottles had open screw tops and not sports top bottles making it very
difficult to run and drink at the same time without giving yourself a bath!
There was no energy drinks available either which also surprised me although I
always avoid these anyway as along with energy gels they don’t agree with my
system!! I rely on good old plain water
and Gluco Tabs every 3 miles! This seems
to agree with my delicate system!
I was feeling good and inspired by the atmosphere around me
and had in my mind today was going be a good ‘un! (Keeping those positive
thoughts firmly planted!)
Next
we detoured through and around Princes Park, which is a 69 acres municipal park. Within the park is a
lake and apparently also a gravestone, dated 1926, in memory of a donkey called
Judy who gave "21 years of service", providing rides for children in
the park. I would have really appreciated
a ride on Judy at this point but hey-ho onto Sefton Park we go! This is a historic park which is 200 acres in area and
also has a lake (tempting to cool off in!), The Park is circular and if I was
to listen to fellow runner’s HILLY! , with footpaths, framing the green
spaces.
I hit 6.2 miles
(10KM) whilst running through Sefton Park in 54 minutes. We then continued onto
Otterspool Park. By this point I was wondering where these hills were, perhaps it’s
the next park and I had misunderstood! As we
came out of Otterspool Park we ended up on the seafront and hit a headwind. As
I passed the 10 mile marker a quick check of my watch showed I’d done it in 1
hour 29 minutes, slightly ahead of my 1 hour 30 minute target. This promenade section seemed endless; it
felt cruel and like the enemy was doing its best to stop me achieving my goal.
I tried to hide behind “Big” people to get a slipstream. The wind was intent on keeping me back! Looking at my watch at just over 11 miles I
knew I had to keep up the pace to achieve my goal, although I felt like slowing
right down! By this point there were many walkers and collapsed runners being
treated by paramedics. I tried to relax
and concentrated on my style to take my mind off the pain! Soon, (but not soon enough!) I could hear the
finishing line commentator and I pushed as hard as my tired legs would allow me
to ensure I beat the clock!
As
soon as I crossed the finish line I stopped my Garmin and the time stated 1:57:53. I had to wait with baited breathe for the
official time and was amazed to find it exactly the same!! Wow, I never would have thought a Garmin
could be THAT accurate! I was delighted
to have knocked a massive 23 minutes 56 seconds off my GNR time!!! View my Liverpool run here!
Just
after the finish line, there was serious congestion caused by the number of
runners queuing for water, medals and T shirts.
I got a medium T shirt initially but it drowned me, so I had to go back
and queue again to exchange it for a small! I was
chuffed to have received a medal and a “proper running” T shirt, but slightly
perplexed to receive an EMPTY goodie bag!!!
Obviously the entry fee wasn’t enough to cover recovery drinks and bars
etc, although we did get a banana on the way out!!!
We
had a meeting point arranged between myself, Sharon and my husband, and Sharon
and I managed to locate the agreed meeting point and each other fairly easily,
but the missing link in the equation failed this one! Eventually after several text messages and
phone calls we were successful!! Phew!
Couldn’t lose the driver!
I
struggled slowly back to the car (trying to reply to many texts as I went!) and
looked in the mirror: sweaty top – check, hair plastered to my head – check,
puce face – check, dry cracked lips – check! When will I be a model runner
crossing the finishing line looking a little more sophisticated?
On the way home I had an overwhelming sense
of self doubt – how on earth will I run double the distance at the Chester
Marathon and live to tell the tale! I
can see it now “Last woman to finish Chester Marathon in a time of 24 hours
crawling towards the finish on hands and knees...” with a picture of me
alongside it! I keep reminding myself of
how far I have travelled already on this running journey and must remember that
before the training started for the GNR I was a member of the “I can't run a
mile” club, and now look at me - A member of the sub 2 club!
So did I enjoy it?
How did it compare to The Great North
Run?
Yes, of course I enjoyed it, getting a
sub 2 made it even more memorable!! It
was obviously a lot less congested then the Great North Run with less people
stopping and getting in the way, and a lot less litter to trip over! The Great North Run was far better organised,
and everything ran must more smoothly there (except me of course lol). Another difference was the lack of fancy
dress runners, I only actually saw one compared with 100’s at GNR.
The GNR definitely gets the highest
score for goodie bags but Liverpool had better T shirts!!! ! Swings and roundabouts really!
Now where am I going in my
challenges?
I am going to concentrate on some long
walks to prepare me for the Keswick to Barrow 40 mile walk, integrating them
with short runs to keep my fitness levels up!
Once the K2B is in the bag it’s time for the
big one to commence – Marathon training!
BRING IT ON!!
To add to a fab morning when I returned home my children (daughter has made a marvellous recovery!) had beautiful flowers, a very funny card and an Easter Egg (Don't ask!) waiting for me for Mothers Day, followed by Sunday Dinner and WINE!!! All in all a great weekend!
Well done on the sub 2hr... I really enjoyed reading your tale... Made me laugh. Your doing so well with your challenges this year.Keep it up
ReplyDeleteGreat marathon report! Well done on your time!
ReplyDeleteCompared to many marathons, the Liverpool one is hilly... But only for a city one - Ones in the lakes must be much worse!
Are you doing it again next month?! Would be great to see you re visit the course!
I am nursing ligament damage in my ankle at the moment so can't commit to doing any races just yet!
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