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Point to Point - 15/16th November 2014

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"If there's a mountain you're going up it"
........was the phrase uttered by Ken during the Briefing on Saturday evening, it was the phrase still ringing in the ears when we set off as a group, myself, the Brothers Massey and  Tim @ 0615, after being given our first grid to RV1 on Sunday morning.
Let's back track to the beginning though....

The build up to "Point to Point" had been a frantic race to get somewhere near prepared. Out for so long with injury, I worked myself hard to get miles and hours in the bank with and without the bergen on, finding whatever hills I could to scramble up and down. I remember thinking at the time it's not gonna help too much considering the terrain I knew we'd be facing.....but it did make a difference and I'm glad now that I stuck to it.

The Sunday before "Point to Point", I got myself out of bed at 0345 (because it was rumoured that we may well be parading at 0400 the following Sunday) and strapped t…

The Virgin Money London Marathon Hokey Cokey.........

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........as has been the expected norm over the last five years, the ballot entry bore no fruit again. As I had done last year, after ripping Ironman's head off, and throwing my bluray collection of same self-titled films in the recycling, I submitted my application for a Gold Bond Place to once again support and run for ABF The Soldiers' Charity. Writing the application was relatively easy as most of what I wrote in last year's application still carried through, specifically and most predominantly my main reason for wanting to run the marathon again and support the ABF, Lloydy.
Bizarrely after completing last year's marathon, the thought never entered my head that I would not do it again in 2015. Such was the buzz surrounding the event itself, my own experience of it and not least, my performance not only on the day but also through the whole ten weeks I trained for it.  I proved to myself not only did I have one more marathon in me, I possibly had a few more! However, …

I'm sure the saying is........

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........"third time lucky", however, I'm not so sure! This post may be beset with excuses, for which I can only apologise, however nearly a week after the event, if I'm blatantly and frankly honest, I'm still very much disappointed with my body and it's limitations! The body's limitations should always be tested, and to be fair Saturday, I think I tested my body limitations for suffering at a level I'd never experienced before. 
With all my London Marathon training and the event itself in the bag and a decent effort at the last Paras'10 to fall back on, I was feeling pretty happy with my fitness levels. My ability to get things done, can never be questioned, because I know I have the heart and mind to endure, but with all the illness and infection issues I've had since the Marathon, there were nagging doubts about whether I should even be attempting my third Fan Dance. Monday Pre-event I woke feeling sh*t again, but put it down to the stress of…

Back into the routine.....

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.......and back with the pack! The Paras'10 at Colly was my 5th in all since the first in Catterick in September 2012, in fact I've only missed one since then and that was because Charlie was born. It was my third at Colchester and seemed to come around very quickly after the marathon, especially as I hadn't been able to train with the same intensity or regularity I had for the marathon. That was to be expected as my body needed a rest after running well over 500 miles in as little as 10 weeks, but the rest was almost forced upon me due to a very severe stomach bug that wiped out all three of us for well over a week, the week before the event, so the first time I managed to get a pack on for a proper tab was the Monday before Colly. I just broke myself in gently with a 7miler and 30lb and ridiculously despite not being able to train for the whole of the week before, I still cracked out nearly 7.5miles in 1:07. My only other tab before that I'd bagged at the end of Apri…

Post-VMLM, huge thanks, lots of kisses and big love.........

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......now that the dust has settled on my Brooks Ghost (well that's not strictly true, I'm once again a marathon runner after all), and I'm able to just 'relax' a little, I can now reflect on what was truly (after marrying my gorgeous wife and her giving birth to my wonderful boy of course), one of the most incredible experiences of my life.
However, with a fortnight to go and once the first picture of the VMLM2014 medal went live, it was at that point, the significant doubts set in. I was beginning to wonder, beginning to worry, despite the miles and the hours, that I would fail. After all, the 'medal' would be the symbol of my achievement, the months of lonely miles in preparation and the culmination of that effort in the event itself. That was compounded further by turning up at the Expo to collect my race number and believing that everyone bar myself looked like a marathon runner!
Despite that though, walking through into the Expo with 'The Trap' …