So I ran a marathon on Saturday, not an official one, but one recorded by my watch via the magic of Satellites, so I guess it's some-what official.

It wasn't easy, or pretty, the first 20 miles were very good, the same distance I ran the weekend before, I had figured the extra 6.2 miles couldn't be too awful - as usual I was wrong.

Somewhere around the topof Tockholes my legs went boom (in the wrong way) and things came crashing down, the section from Abbey Village to Brinscall was a combination of fast shuffle and controlled falling, I skipped the climb up to the woods and cut across the bottom, it's flipping steep climb - I'm excused. Shuffling from Brinscall to White Coppice was OK, but every stop gave my body legs the opportunity to scream their dissatisfaction at my treatment of them.. SHUT UP LEGS WE STILL HAVE FOUR MORE MILES - shuffle shuffle.

That's how it continued til the last hill at which point the magical 26.3 miles popped up on the (almost flat Forerunner 10), I was done, but not done, still 1.5 miles home the run turned into a shuffle walk until the top of the Village when I shuffle-stumbled a little faster down to my house, 28.3 miles, marathon time of 3:54, a bit tired.

Faily pleased, I could do with 26miles being 20 miles, and I won't do it again in a hurry (or at any speed), I'll stock to to half marathon distances, and probably think about getting back on a bike again soon.