I jumped on the busy train to Brighton Gatwick airport – finally got seat Mildly lost my way to hostel But not too lost to hurt my feet
The bunk bed squeaked with every turn Scared to move, just wished for sleep My bed fellow’s and mine ears burned Both nervous about - BEEP BEEP BEEP
I was up at six, pretty ready if you ask Changed into my running gear Mind focussed to task Made my porridge and my tea
The morning was frosty but sunny And the Brighton beach serene Crowds started to gather quickly Soon the pens resembled sardines
Ten, nine, eight and so on till start The elite sprinted - we not so much Four minutes when we finally crossed the start Off we went with James, our 2hours pacers lad
First mile, damn it’s crowded - kept following the purple flag Mile two and the ascend started And didn’t finish till 4 and half
Narrow routes and elbows fights Everyone wanted to go downhill fast I said good bye to the pacer group found a gap and zigzagged past
I chose my pace and stuck to it Mile five, the gel was out Mile six – almost half way there Seventh came and went
I chose my pace and stuck to it Except when the cold wind bit My wind jacket's bound too tight Round my waist, had to stop to clear the mess
Mile eight I felt bit bored Water station after ninth Sipped and sucked another gel Blackcurrant! What was I thinking?
Mile ten, just three too go Mile eleven, almost home Mile twelve when I saw the purple flag So I sped up
Mile thirteen and my lugs now hurt I could see the finish line Few more steps and I’ll have my medal Here I go - my first sub 2 half!
Ok, I admit I lost the ballad-y feel pretty early on and I am very much distracted and happy about my first sub two hours half marathon – that was yesterday 1:58:42 in Brighton so please forgive me 🙂
This is happy me 🙂