DNS - Did Not Start!

February 12, 2017

This post should include tales of sweat, blood and tears or at least tales of running and rain! Instead, this is a story of cartoon birds and cake!

 

Now most runners have a nemesis event, a race they just can't beat. Mine happens to be the Nottingham Marathon. I believe I have entered this race 5 times in total. Twice I didn't make the start line, on two occasions I made the start but not the finish - I bailed half way and just completed the half. One of these times I developed the biggest blisters ever on the arches of my feet (so, so painful - I learned the hard way not to wear cotton socks when running long distance) and the other time I was beaten by the oldest person in the race (I believe he was 85) and I hobbled straight over the finish line into the first aid tent where my leg was promptly iced (ITB pain - ouch).

 

The one time I did actually complete this race, I did not enjoy it one bit and I am still scarred by the memories! I was affected by ITB pain from about mile 12 and was in absolute agony the rest of the race. What haunts me most is the lake. It wasn't particular far - it was actually rather flat and should have been easy to run around but it was a hot day, there was no shade and it was mentally hard.  At mile 12, you passed people who were at about mile 16 already (I believe I spotted my dad at this point).  You can also see straight across the lake - so the end is in sight but you never seem any closer to it (a bit like the finish in the Brighton Marathon - visible for miles but never getting any closer).

 

I was accompanied over the last few miles of this race by a runner dressed as a monk but even he left me and ran on beating me by about a mile.  I actually sobbed and hobbled during the last mile of the race - what a sight! Despite the pain and suffering, that was not my slowest marathon time by far but it was the most painful.  I have not been back to compete in this race since.  One day I will go back and beat that lake - that day was supposed to be today but it was not meant to be.

 

Today was the Holme Pierrepoint Marathon, a race by the It's Grim Up North Running guys. Basically it was just over 8 laps of the lake used in the Nottingham Marathon.  Everything was going to plan. I fuelled well, my bag was packed. I got up super early, got ready, had breakfast and set off. As soon as I set off, I wanted to turn back and come home. It was dark, cold and sleeting and I didn't cherish the thought of spending 4 hours driving in horrible conditions and then 5 hours running in them around that lake.  I pulled over at the services on the A64 and messaged my dad to see if he was on his way. My thinking was, if my dad had set off, I would have continue! My dad wasn't going either as the weather was bad by him too, so without another thought, I simply turned the car around and drove home!

 

I went back to bed for a few hours and then spent the afternoon enjoying family time, watching The Angry Birds Movie and eating delicious cake made by my daughter!

 

I have absolutely no regrets about my decision.  Yes, I am a little disappointed that I didnt get to beat the lake today but my time will come. It's early in the year and there are plenty of other races.

 

I thoroughly enjoyed my family day though and the cake was yummy!

 

Next up is the Bolton Abbey Marathon in a few weeks.  I'm really looking forward to this race as Bolton Abbey is one of my favourite places in the world - just beautiful.  I imagine the race will be hilly and tough, possibly muddy - just my cup of tea.......bring it on!

 

 

 

Please reload

Recent Posts

December 16, 2018

April 26, 2018

February 4, 2018

February 3, 2018

January 22, 2018

January 17, 2018

Please reload

Archive
Please reload

Follow Us
  • Facebook Basic Square
  • Twitter Basic Square