Its the last taper week and its been far from perfect preparation. I’ve been suffering from a cold, which, thankfully seems to have cleared up though it did have an affect on my running with my legs feeling fatigued. I’ve also been suffering from a wisdom tooth trying to sprout through, which has had an infection in its retaining sac. So I’m on antibiotics.
To top that off, on Monday I had a horrific stomach problem that felt like a cross between trapped wind and constipation. This made life very uncomfortable!
Now most antibiotics they say not to have with alcohol. I was told in no uncertain terms that I must NOT CONSUME ALCOHOL whilst taking these or I will be very sick. Thats not the worse news in the world,. I’ll take my last one on Sunday morning.
Tragically however, I am also not allowed to drink for 48 hours after the course has completed. That means I can’t have a celebratory pint! Still, the antibiotics have cleared up a very painful and irritating problem and I’m feeling much better for it.
I have been consuming mostly carby food this week in preparation for Sunday, and also trying to take on lots of fluid so I’m feeling pretty chunky, but its all for the greater good.
So, onto the training.
Tuesday was a 5 mile recovery run. All my ailments seemed to be at their peak which made my run feel very leggy and heavy. I certainly didn’t feel like I was recovering but my Heart Rate looked OK, which makes me think my physical condition is actually OK. Sure physically i felt a wreck but at least i don’t have flu type symptoms.
Wednesday was the “Race Rehearsal“. This consisted of 3 miles progression to 2 miles at marathon pace, and 2 miles ramping back down. I felt better than I did on Monday, and the session itself went really well. Again, heart rate was right where I would expect it to be and I found myself clicking a bit which was a good confidence booster. I figure the training has made me more economical running at Marathon Pace, which is the point of the training I suspect! Pace wise I was probably a little quick, but my MP miles were net downhill so I wanted to make sure my body felt OK at the right effort level. Thankfully, it did. I really needed this run to go well, it was a great mental boost.
On Thursday it was another 5 mile recovery run. heart rate well under control despite the net VERY uphill nature of the route I took. legs feeling better afterwards too.
Well given its the day before a big race it was a rather uneventful 3 miles at recovery pace in Basingstoke. Ran with Jodie, weather was glorious and the most important thing – my legs feel OK and I didn’t injure myself, so I should make the start line!
As I post this on Saturday afternoon, sat in the car as we drive up to Manchester, I’m quietly mulling over how the next 24 hours is going to progress. I’m not sure what I’ll eat for dinner but it’ll will either be the now traditional fish and chip supper, or it will be some pasta. I’d prefer pasta, but can’t forget that Lauren is also running her first marathon so we will probably go with whatever she wants. I’m not allowed a pre-race beer so that’s out of the window, all I can do is get an early night and look forward to my porridge and banana breakfast.
From a race strategy point of view, nothing has changed from what I posted last week.
- 1-13 – Try and hover somewhere between 7:15 and 7:20 pace.
- 13-22 – Try and hover between 7:10 and 7:15 pace
- 22+ – I blew up by this point last year so it will be dependent on feel.I’m hoping I might be able to go a little quicker than 7.10 pace, but I may be back down in the 9s by then!
With this in mind I have my 3 goals.
- “A” Goal – Sub 3.13 – This was my original target back pre race
- “B” Goal – Sub 3.15 – This would be a Chicago marathon qualifying time
- “C” Goal – Sub 3.20 – This would be a PB#
If I don’t PB I must admit right now I will be disappointed. I’ve trained very hard and have set various PBs at shorter distances along the way. Truth be told I’ll be disappointed not to hit my “B” goal but anything can happen come race day.
Time to see if all the training paid off! A.K.A. Squeaky bum time…