We got there early to see the elites pass. It was incredible – such speed, even that late on in the race.
Then the ‘real people’ started to pass through. Some looked strong, others didn’t. That was me last year, and I could totally relate to their pained expressions. It made me remember the reality of marathon running – a shed load of pain until you reach the elation at the end. So I cheered doubly hard.
As well as the RDC runers, the person I was really looking out for was my friend Lucy aka Mummy Running, who was running her first marathon (Read my pre marathon interview with her here)
I was joined by an excellent cheerleading squad including 9 year old Oscar and Mummy Running’s men – James, Rufus 2 /12 and Hudson 8 months.
Oz and Rufus were absolutely amazing. Rufus was on rave whistle duty and Oz was on poster waving – at one point becoming a human sandwich board!
We all cheered loudly and watched intently waiting for Lucy to pass through. The she did and it was incredible! I felt so proud of my friend, and was even more pleased when I heard she’d finished in the amazing time of 4 hours 30 minutes. Read her marathon memoirs here
run like 'elle. x