This run was a last minute entry, I had no idea what was involved, how tough it would be, it wasn't until the day before the race someone had told me how bad it was going to be, they were right! As much as I loved the scenery, the marshals were amazing, and the organisation was second to none (even though we took a wrong turn on the first mile)
I set off at 6am, as normal suffering from tiredness as I was working 12 hour shifts the last few days before, I had no time to really organise but I have got to understand from previous runs I just take the same thing but never use them. I have a little bag which feels like I store everything apart from the kitchen sink.. Tablets, in case I am in pain. Plasters, in case of blisters, Jelly babies in case there are no supplies en route, phone just in case. I never use any of this but it's now in my head, if I don't take it I may end up needing it. Anyway, arriving in Bath a lot earlier than expected I managed to use the toilet about ten times, look around at all the ultra fit runners who were kitted up with professional type running gear, you got it, the nerves started to arrive! All the "what if's" came flooding back.
Plodding along, getting over taken by the super fast 10k runners who started 30 minutes after me, I come to realise this run was going to be a tough one! I remember thinking, previous runs no matter how bad I thought I had run I was never last. This time I was! Well, joint last with a lovely lady who I had met on the way. Running lady and I met up on mile 4, we chatted all the way, walked, took photos, we were there to enjoy it, motivate each other and I am sure I could not of got by another mile without her but we did make this run enjoyable.