
Well it was wet, windy, and it didn’t look like it was getting any better…if anything worse! I checked the website, and the race was on. I had invented a pre race routine, eaten carbs like a horse the 2 days previous, no alcohol, which was very testing as we had the lord and lady over for supper on Friday night! Up early on Sunday morning, few stretches little bit of breakfast, sports drink and off I go, kissing everyone goodbye as if this is the last time I’ll ever see them!
It was bloody miserable out, soaked on the start line, we all started the race with Dame Kelly Holmes on the foghorn, off it went! We all ripped off our waterproof ponchos and we all stood there getting wetter….. it took us a few minutes to get over the start line with a couple of thousand runners. I must say there was good banter amongst the runners, which did make up for the terrible weather…..
I must say I felt for the marshals and the spectators as at least we were running and keeping warm, they must have been freezing!
For those that don’t know the course it is lovely, (when the sun shines) 1 lap through the garden of England, starting from Tunbridge Wells, through to Southborough, left along Bidborough Ridge to Penshurst down Rouges Hill, through Penshurst, up Spring Hill to Fordcombe..(I’ll come back to that) out to Langton Green, and basically back in to Tunbridge Wells.
Well I got going fine, and was really enjoying myself, chatting away to a few people along the way, I then spotted a friend (Cliff) and decided to keep him in my sites to pace myself. I was having a ball, speeding up every now and then, dancing through puddles, and running through floods ( really, we were all drenched) I didn’t actually catch up with him until through Penshurst, I grabbed a sports drink in preparation for “The Hill”, which made me feel sick and threw it away.
And on to Spring Hill, now this was the focus and chat for a lot of the runners, and I think I focused on this a little too much, in my mind, get to the top of the hill and your home Jonny boy, no probs, bobs your uncle and so on!
I actually made it up there fine, and as an added bonus Dad and Jean were at the top waiting and cheering me on, (well Jean got out, Dad sat in the car and wound down the window! Ha ha!) This was great!
However I didn’t really realize, even though Feralyn had told me (how she knew I don’t know) that we were only really just over ½ way…….. Well I struggled on from there, I found it really hard work, I was listening to spectators saying nearly there, not long now, last hill etc, I was seriously flagging. I ate a Jelly baby and nearly choked! I was getting bored and the mile signs weren’t coming quick enough.
I saw a few friends on the home straight, which kept me going the last mile, (Clive, Helen and Tonto the dog) they said I looked awful, but we were dodging traffic at that point so I was concentrating on not falling over, getting run over, not walking or passing out! I nearly stopped to stroll for a bit, but I kept on and finished in a respectable 1hr 55mins.04secs…and Dad and Jean were there to see me over the finish line, wooohooo! I was very pleased to finish but a little disappointed. I was pleased with my time, but felt rubbish, no way could I have gone on much further, I have a lot of work to do for London! But I’m thinking a lot lot flatter and maybe the weather won’t be that bad!
The money we are raising for sparks will keep me going, your support and comments will encourage me, so, as I have missed 1 run this week, as I was sick! I need to push on with your help, only 8 weeks to go; I got some miles to do!
Donations are coming along a treat, thank you to all who have donated so far, really really appreciated, if you haven’t…I know who you are…… you can of course donate 2 ways, http://www.justgiving.com/Jonathan-Hodge or you can call me and I will add you to my sponsorship form.
Any how, cheerio for now! I’m off to see to my bleeding nipple!....Nice!