I was a steward today for the first time. Time to pay my dues and glad I did it. I didn't mind the six hours standing at a junction. Well done to all runners. Commiserations to those who prepared well but blew it due to pace misjudgements and inexperience. The next one will be better.
My heart went out to Donothoponpop who went past in poor shape. I only knew him because his name was on his back. Hope he has recovered ok.
I found it hard to believe the number of poorly prepared participants. Baggy shorts, long baggy tracksuit bottoms, big bellies, big backsides. Looked to me that quite a few people decided to participate (note that I don't say "run") just before the entries closed and then started to prepare. They may have taken more than six hours but they suffered for longer and would surely benefit for a few months of training. It you are thinking about doing it next year: start training now - you will enjoy it so much more if you are not struggling before ten miles.
Things that happened near me: three different cars came to our junction with very sick people who needed a Garda escort to get through to St Luke's hospital. Another car with a woman in labour needed to get through to Holles Street. I hope all of them are doing ok tonight - I know they would feel better if they could feel the positive vibes going around.
And the guy who came to ask who he could complain to about the noise from the people who were putting down the traffic cones at 6.30am? Sounded as if they had a bit of a concert outside his house. Apparently they were shouting and roaring. As you do when the temperature is zero degrees and you have a short time to get the job done. Watch out DCM organisers. I hope these guys were quieter this evening and didn't disturb the guy's afternoon nap.
You wouldn't believe the number of taxis who came to closed junctions - big surprise to them that the roads were blocked due to a marathon. Apparently it was the 31st consecutive time this event has been held on the October Bank holiday.
So now I am the proud owner of a marathon jacket and cap. The crisps, Lilt and Twix are gone. But I enjoyed my day too. Must run it again some year.