First blog for a bit and nothing special happening in life at the moment. I nailed the Chester Half Marathon in just over 2 hours a fortnight ago but apart from that nowt much going on. Well I refuse to blog about Liverpool’s Europa Leage defeat and anything to do with the Euro referendum. So this weekend it was the Rock n’ Roll race weekend in Liverpool and after picking up my race packs on Friday as I literally decided last Sunday I was going to enter I had a few ciders on Friday for nutritional value. Well they were mixed fruit and its the only fruit I consume. So Saturday morning and heading into town for the second (My first) Liverpool rock n’roll 5k. I got there in plenty of time and it was a lovely morning for a run. Anyway to spare you the boring tale of the run I nailed it in 24:47 and a personal best after giving it the bifters all the way around. This time is around the same time I used to complete the Liverpool corporate cup many years ago so not bad hitting peak form edging with speed towards the age of 43. Very happy with that I walked off with my 5k medal and another one for the collection.
In the evening I had a lovely stroll up from ours in Aigburth to Woolton. On the way I walked past the 20 miles sign for Sundays marathon. Thankfully not one bit of me wished I was running that in the morning. I was out for a few beers with the lads I play Wednesday footy with and watch the European Cup final (Thats its proper name) I had set myself a limit to just 5 bottles and home once the match had finished. First round and Craig the Geordie ordered me a bottle of Corona. The bar maid served me a pint of Coors. This was a sign from the gods that my pre half marathon beer plan might not go as I thought. 4 pints later and I switched to bottles and the match extended into extra time and penalties. Match was over so you have to have one for the road and I fell into ours about 11.30 after a 5 hour session on the booze and much more than the planned 5 bottles. Must of had a few as read a headline on the BBC website Europe hit my lightning strikes. Yerrrrrssssss I thought this is the start of the revolution for the people. It soon dawned on me it was due to severe weather. Not that I was pissed or anything !
So Sunday morning and awake just after 7am and I travelled in style once again to the half marathon start line on the 82 bus. Another lovely morning but if anything a bit too nice to be running a half marathon after a session on the ale. Luckily I had a back up plan and I was helping the sister in law run as she had reached 9.5 miles in training. I was going to be her very own Mr Motivator though I had no leotard and headband. I was going to suggest we run as a pantomime horse (Bagsy behind) but for the sake of my marriage and peace with the in-laws I went with the Mr Motivator plan. So with 25 mins to wait until we actually crossed the start line we headed off on our journey and one of Emma’s friends joined us as well. We started of well and things were going good until Emma’s friend needed a toilet stop around 6 miles. Always fatal to stop as I have learned and with her being sick days before the half she never recovered the early form after her pit stop and me and Emma some what feeling guilty edged ahead. With no effect of the grog consumption it was a very easy pace for me and the first time I have enjoyed a race taking in the sights and sounds and chanting to people. Normally I am in my ear phoned cocoon trying to nail some kind of personal best worrying only about times. This was a pleasant change. So Mr Motivator talked Emma through the last bit of the course offering encouragement though Emma was determined not to stop and despite an effort sapping last few miles for her she had a enough for a kick in the home straight. We finished around 2 hours 35 which Emma was made up with and her new personal trainer ( A 17 stone beer monster) had a different and very enjoyable run.
Post race I got my half marathon medal and also a remix medal (For running two events) and an encore medal (for running two years on the run.) Blingtastic and they are already hanging on the wall on The Wingate Arms (My boys room) with my other previous medals and quite a collection. Next up the tunnel 10k in a few weeks. I got the train home and whilst walking home from the station I had to cross the marathon route. As if by chance the 5 hour pacer walked past and again not one bit of me thought I wish I was doing that. Two marathons and out for me and just need to keep up the half marathons to keep in shape (This weeks shape is a sack of spuds) So some well earned Desperados and well done Emma and her mate Jemma who did finish despite the weeks illness. Well done RnR organisers and of course all the people who help with the event. I am still to volunteer for a race bit I will one day and put a small bit back into the running community that has served me well over the last few years. Below is a picture of me and Emma with our free post race beers and the unofficial times have her beating me by 3 seconds. How sly ha ha ha.
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