Welcome back folk's to another installment to my sometime's bizarre world.
Just come back from Slovakia after racing the Kosice Marathon on Sunday 1st October which I believe is the oldest one in the world (1924).
My team manager was Martin Rush of UK Athletics who took part in the Barcelona Olympics as a race walker, and Holly May and Nigel Leighton to whom he coaches. All three are from down southwest in the Bath area. Despite their close connection's I didn't feel the outsider in the team.
We all stopped over at Stansted on Thursday 28th before flying over to Kosice via Bratislava the following day. Our hotel was metre's from the start/finish area. Lucky us.
For the host's, this is a big event on their calendar. All our needs were catered for (well not
all needs).
During Saturday there was many race related things to do. Including lighting the Kosice Marathon torch, followed by a introduction of ourselves to the locals. Best bit was signing autographs for Kosicians for them to sell on Ebay SK.
After getting all the required details for the marathon. Our team manager arranged a meeting for us regarding drinks, race split's etc and when and where Martin was going to meet us on the circuit on race day. As it was going to be mostly a solo run on my part. Martin's updates proved helpful.
Race day itself was like Saturday - warm 24c. It was also humid, but was likely to get cooler later on, according to Martin's source.
My target was to get under the 2.20 mark, which I believe I was fit enough to do it. Nigel had a target of 2.15.50ish. Holly was going for I believe a 2.40 - 2.45 target. Can't quite remember.
Despite the conditions the Africans and the Russian's belted off. Martin told us to run our own race and work at it once things have settled down.
Nigel went of with a Romanian who was aiming to go through half in 67.30. Nigel wised up to this being a bit too quick for these conditions early on into the race. Yet he kept trying.
I had company from just one runner who later dropped off as I came to the end of the first half of the race.
Further up the road I could see Nigel on his own. It was to early for me notice what he was going through. Martin told me to pull him back gradually which I did and work together.
I looked across at Nigel and his face told me things weren't going to plan. I went ahead hoping he would latch on but it wasn't to be.
Martin being concerned for his athlete was worried he might do some long term damage. Nigel was suffering with heavy legs. Nigel a whole is a marathon runner who can run easily between 2.16 & 2.19 on the right day. Today wasn't his day.
My target of getting under 2.20 was going to be close as we passed the half way point in a time which would have given us 2.20.
From then on it was me, long stretches of road, humidity and smart arse kids running beside me shouting, Tempo, Tempo, Tempo.
Around 18 miles I passed the 2.15 Romanian who was going to help Nigel with the pacing. He was just about jogging. The Ruski just in front was just the same. They had paid the price.
Blister problems arose on the last five miles in, but I tried to take my mind off that and try to keep the tempo going which is hard on your own with no one to run with or having the luxury of a lead car there.
A mile or so from the finish I was passed by a Hungarian? and a Polish runner. I didn't want to look at my watch. I just wanted to believe I was 2.20 or near that mark. I was actually 2.25.55.
My first thought's were I let down UKA and Martin Rush who did all he could, and my coach Dennis Quinlan who planned a meticulous training program for this race. So I decided to polish off that can of Slovakian premium lager which we all got in our 'goodie bags'. It took a while to reach out for it out from the cupboard as I was quite stiff.
A little later, I was right as ninepence.
Nigel Leighton didn't want to DNF for GB so stuck it out to the end, and finished 2.48. Good for him for sticking it out for the team.
Holly May who's Martin's partner had the best run of us three. She came to finish second with 2.41ish to beat the over confident Ruski. She got a nice trophy and nice pay day aswell.
It's pot luck with getting the marathon right. I still feel fitness wise I can do it. I will have to work on the belief more to make it work.
I enjoyed Kosice Marathon very much and representing GB again was a very proud moment for me. ....and the Slovakian crumpet was rather nice on the eye too. I can tell you this, I wouldn't mind being used as a meal ticket for the right one...strickly speaking only.
Hmm, nice report if I say so myself...