Earning my go-faster stripes...

skyblue46 wrote: »

Now that is exactly how to run your first marathon. Fantastic pacing. Chuffed to bits for you.

Testosterscone wrote: »

Great run C held it together well in the closing stages.

hillsiderunner wrote: »

A new role model! Was watching on the tracker, lovely sensible pacing there

ReeReeG wrote: »

Congrats again, looking forward to this report

Thanks a million for the lovely words all of you! And very clever of you to get in with them before I post my giant thesis of a race report - you can save yourselves reading it now :eek:

DCM 2018 Race Report

I swear the thought of writing this report is worse than the thought of running the marathon itself! And similarly unnecessary, but sure here we are .

It's long. I'm sorry

Before the race
My first marathon. Never thought I'd run one and never would have had I not somehow stumbled upon the race reports in the 2016 novices thread a day or two after the marathon that year. The fire was lit.
Training had gone really well until the last few weeks, when I felt a bit sluggish but nothing serious. I covered practically all the runs on the plan, averaging 44 mpw before the taper, and peaked at 51 miles. Woke up with a cold/sore throat the day before the big day which was annoying timing but my fellow novices wisely advised I wouldn't feel it at all when I was running, and they were right.
Woke up at 6 on the day itself, feeling surprisingly calm. S dropped me to the start area and I wandered through slowly. Too slowly as it turned out, because I got stuck in a queue for the toilets and missed the start of my wave! I had to run to the start line and was almost out of breath doing it, which didn't bode well but it was probably just nerves. Got there when there was hardly anyone still around so it was a quiet start in the end, zero congestion which I had thought wouldn't be possible.

Race time!

I had planned to start slowly and that's what I did. I'm sure the relative lack of other people around running made it easier, there was no huge crowd to get caught up in. I almost started to have the opposite problem - it felt a bit like being on a long run for the first 5 miles or so, and I struggled to shake that feeling and pick up the pace to where I wanted it. I think I was a bit afraid of expending any effort at all because I didn't know how much I'd need to hold onto for later. Despite that, it was ridiculously enjoyable running through the city centre, listening to the cheers and looking around at all the other runners.
The mile splits threw me completely as my watch kept buzzing well in advance of the mile markers on the road. It didn't make sense but I figured I had make a mistake somewhere and nothing to be done about it now, if I was behind so be it but I wasn't going to try and make up time at this stage. Save that for later.
Up through Stoneybatter and got some great encouragement here, then into the park where I knew S would be waiting to cheer at the first of our agreed spots for the day. Saw him and we high-fived, then around onto Chesterfield avenue and on we go. I think we were lucky with the (lack of) wind on Sunday but this stretch was fine.
Miles 1 - 6: 9:28, 9:18, 9:45, 9:03, 9:38, 9:39 (10k - 59:22)

Out of the park and into the beautiful madness that was Castleknock. It's something else. Thoroughly enjoying myself now. Just need to keep it slow until the high point and then relax. Got around and then onto the fun of the downhills, and back into the park. I loved this section, the peaceful nature of the park after the energy from the crowds outside, such a contrast but both so great.
Left the park again and just focused on staying steady into and out of Chapelizod. Took it slowly up the hill on St Laurence's Rd but somehow the hill felt shorter than in my training runs and it was over in no time.
Kilmainham was a real highlight for me, loved the energy of the crowds here. I had a massive grin on my face going through them. Passed a woman cheering who called my name (which was written on my number) and shouted at me to keep smiling all the way to the finish line. For whatever reason she gave me a huge boost and I thought of her comment several times later on and kept smiling.
Miles 7 - 12: 9:26, 8:32, 8:33, 8:11, 9:07, 8:40

Coming up to Dolphin's Barn and I knew I was going to see S and my family there, I started to get a bit emotional. I wanted to hug them all and really take it in but it was a bit of blur, I high-fived them all as I went past and managed to grab a banana from S as planned.
I had a fear of the Crumlin Rd from trying to run up it at the end of a long run in training and getting worn out running into the wind, but it was fine on the day. Got to halfway about a minute behind my rough target, but I hadn't really been trying to stick to a target either. I told myself from the start I'd run without worrying about time as much as possible, so if I was a bit off so be it.
Just after halfway I suddenly got a pain in my right leg, shooting up and down from my hip to my shin. It was hitting all the same areas as the pain that had me going to the physio the week before, when he had said there was nothing wrong. I figured it couldn't be serious and kept going, but hoped it wouldn't get worse.
Around here I seemed to switch off a bit judging by my splits. I stopped looking at the watch at all for a few miles and I slowed down a bit, which I'm annoyed about in hindsight as I didn't need to, I just stopped paying attention. That lasted from past the halfway point up to hitting the downhill at Bushy Park.
Miles 13 - 18: 8:44, 9:31, 9:01, 8:54, 8:54, 8:41

After that I woke up and started to focus again as the course got more interesting heading out of Rathgar and a few little uphills and downhills around Milltown and Clonskeagh. Started to see more and more people walking from here on, and I kept passing people. Going under the 20 mile gantry was amazing as I really felt everything was going to be ok from here, 6.2 miles more didn't seem like too much and I was still feeling good, the leg was sore but nothing unmanageable.
Got to Heartbreak Hill and over it. In a way the uphills were a relief actually as my right leg seemed to hurt less going uphill. The pain was there for most of the second half, but it never got worse and I knew as long as it didn't it wouldn't interfere too much.
From mile 20 onwards the focus was just on staying steady. I knew S would be waiting for me on Nutley Lane and I had that to look forward to. Running up to the UCD flyover and a woman behind me answered her phone while she ran, and I could hear her congratulating someone on finishing sub 3:30. I turned around and gave her a thumbs up. We were on track for less than half an hour to go ourselves so.
Turned onto Nutley Lane and saw S there and ran over to him. He said later he thought I was going in for a kiss and was going to headbutt him I have no idea what I was trying to do!
Miles 19 - 24: 8:35, 8:51, 9:05, 9:16, 8:47, 8:22

Onwards, not far to go now, just keep it up. I was aware of getting tired and wanting to get to the finish, but in a strange way at the same time it wasn't taking any more effort to keep going, and I actually sped up a little for the last 3 miles. Breathing was fine, and I think the tiredness was mental as much as anything - knowing you're nearly there so thoughts drift to the end.
The last mile and a bit and I definitely wanted to be done, had to start using some of the tricks and keeping my head focused, keep working. Told myself not to fight it, it was always going to be hard at some point. Relax and keep moving. I was passing a lot of people at this stage and not slowing down, just wanted to get to the finish line. So many walkers here. Kept telling myself you're lucky, you're suffering a lot less than a lot of people.
Somehow out of the blue on Northumberland Rd there was my Mum at the side, calling my name. I had no idea she was going to be there and I was over the moon to see her! It was the best feeling, at the hardest moment of the day.
I ran on and suddenly there was the blue carpet up ahead and I ran for it, still had a bit of a kick left. The roar from the crowds at that moment was like nothing I've ever heard, I've no doubt it gave me an extra few seconds off my finishing time.
Miles 25 - 26.2: 8:29, 8:32, 7:32 for 0.2 (0.33 on my watch)

Crossed the line and stopped the watch, couldn't believe it. Done. I thought there'd be tears but strangely nothing like that, I was a bit dazed I think. Within seconds it was like my body went from fairly ok to completely in bits - stomach cramping, right leg buckled and I hobbled away from the finish feeling like a 90 year old but managed to keep walking. It was an incredible feeling getting the medal put around my neck.


Chip time: 3:55:26
First half: 1:59:57
Second half: 1:55:29

Roughly a 4min 30sec negative split which I think is what I'm proudest of. Not in a million years would that have happened if it hadn't been for the amount of generous advice from many posters on this forum about taking it slow over the first 10k and first half. I can only imagine how much I would have struggled through if it hadn't been for what I've learned here. Seriously indebted and grateful to the more experienced runners here who shared their knowledge. And very particularly to our amazing mentors ariana, Kellygirl and skyblue46. You guys are the best!!!

I had a ball in McGrattan's. I've said before that none of my friends run so finally meeting other people who run (and talk about running!) was amazing! It was fantastic meeting the three mentors after all this time, and chatting to them as well as a bunch of fellow novices and veteran Boardsies. And it was hilarious being recognised by my runners a few times I guess that's what happens when you don't have your face on Strava
It was an absolute pleasure talking to everyone I got to talk to there. I'm only sorry now I've discovered there were a whole load of other people there I didn't even know about!

My only regret from the whole day is not meeting more of my fellow novices. I missed the meet up in the morning at the Shelbourne (well I got there late and couldn't figure out if any of the groups there was the right one), and I think a good few had left McGrattan's by the time I got there. So a reunion meetup/run wouldn't be out of order is all I'm saying...

Final thoughts (yep, still rambling...)
I am blown away by the generosity of the supporters. It's phenomenal how encouraging they are to total strangers, and it makes such a difference. The kids were the absolute best - I think the high fives were my favourite part of the day. I'll be out cheering any year I'm not running from now on.

I hadn't planned on following pacers but starting late meant I ran most of the race along and it would have been nice to have company at some stage, so next time I think I'd try and run with people for at least part of it.

I was lucky not to have any major drama during the race. I'm aware that a lot of people, including many here who I follow closely, had a much harder time despite amazing training. and it's really hard that so much comes down to being lucky or unlucky with a few small things on the day itself that can have a massive impact.

My main goal when I started this whole process was to finish a marathon wanting to do more of them. Sunday went better than I could ever have imagined, and yet I'm not dying to do it again. I'm not sure why. No doubt that'll change and I'll be signing up for everything I see soon, but right now I just want to run some more.

aquinn wrote: »

Fantastic, well done.

Thanks A! I'm extremely envious of your speediness so I'll have to keep working Hope you've recovered from the trek around the city on Sunday.

ariana` wrote: »

I've just read your report for the second time as i got interrupted earlier - what a super report and marathon debut - really brilliant. Well done, it's much deserved.

Thanks E. I'm so grateful to you for all your advice, encouragement and kindness along the way.

AuldManKing wrote: »

Wow - thats some race - running 9's & 9:30's at the start to 8.30's to finish with a 7.30. Superb race management - very well done.

Thank you! All thanks to the wisdom of boards

Swashbuckler wrote: »

I'll keep saying it - big things ahead for you if you stay consistent!

Ha, thanks P! Don't think I'll be setting the world on fire somehow but I plan to stay consistent alright. Your back was pointed out to me briefly in McGrattan's but when I turned around again you were gone, so never got to say hi! Sounds like you had a strenuous enough day yourself :P

The marathon is starting to feel a bit further away now and normality should probably resume (I mean I keep hoping someone will start cheering me along on my walk to work, but for some reason it hasn't happened yet, what gives )


So after feeling fairly decent (relatively speaking) after the marathon itself, I was a bit thrown when after a few hours in McGrattan's I left and within minutes was limping badly. Shuffled down the road to get food but ended up having to get a taxi home from there, I couldn't walk.

The pain was on the inside of my right ankle, and was really sensitive to bearing weight but no swelling or bruising whatsoever, so presumably not a sprain or anything. Strange...

It came and went the next day, and over the next few days. 10 days later and it's not painful anymore besides the odd twinge (hasn't been for several days) but it still feels odd so I've been slow to start doing much running. Two very short jogs so far is all I've attempted, and the foot felt fine during both but slightly sore again afterwards, particularly after the first. I'm dying to get back into regular running, even just easy stuff, but I'll take it slowly for the moment.

Side note: it's been great reading everyone's marathon reports, and particular seeing how much all of us novices are keen to keep running. I had a sense from some previous years that a lot of people complete the marathon and then that's that, whereas our group all seems mad to get going again!

skyblue46 wrote: »

Ah my foot just feels weird...I haven't run this week but I will get out for a couple of recovery runs at the weekend. It's a lot better.

As for you....I dunno...I have seen two types of physio in my time, those who want you to continue your sport (as in a team physio) and those who are overly conservative for fear of getting a bad Facebook review! I'd be looking for something more specific before stopping running tbh. There may be a specific reason in your case but a mashed leg wouldn't be enough! Haha.

That wasn't exactly his term for it in fairness :P I know what you're saying, but this guy is definitely in the former camp. He was adamant that I keep exercising.
But I do think there was a bit of the fact that a few weeks recovery means then it's Christmas anyway, so why not just take it easy and be ready to start back properly in January, which I think may be excessive.

El CabaIIo wrote: »

The marathon does a lot of damage to your body, I'd go as far as saying the act of running 26.2 miles as fast as you can is unhealthy. The training is good for you but the race itself isn't so you do some fairly significant damage. Usually, I wouldn't go against physio's but if there's no injury damage, I'd say take that 6 weeks with a grain of salt as you'll know yourself when you start feeling better. Get on the foam roller, do a few no pressure runs as slowly as you can imagine and keep an eye on some good eating along with epsom salt baths. You might be fully right in a week and half or maybe 3 weeks but you'll know better than anyone else will when you are.

Yep, true. My thinking is it's no harm to follow his advice at the moment, and if it works wonders in a couple of weeks and my leg feels great again then brilliant. I won't be sitting around for no reason if I'm feeling 100% again. For now though I know myself I need a bit longer before I get stuck back in fully, which I guess is why I went to see him. So I'll just see how it goes and pay attention. And I'll certainly be hoping for sooner rather than later.

El CabaIIo wrote: »

I remember lying down on the physio table about a week after my first proper marathon and the physio started going "look at that" pointing at hamstrings. I couldn't see them because I was still buckled so he goes "your legs are still running". The muscles in my hamstrings were still contracting at rest.

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