Running race 1:10:50 [5] 13.1 mi (5:24 / mi)
So, cards on the table (retrospectively). Knowing that John Franklin was in the race I secretly hoped that no one better would toe the line. On paper we are of a similar ability and in my pre-race day –dreams I hoped that we would be involved in a head to head on fantastic racing course.
Unbelievably, this all came true :As it turned out a neat pack formed all the way to Ringinglow, with John at the helm and me at the rear. I hoped to take the first half of the race as easy as possible but remain in contention, before winding it up and going toe to toe at 10 miles. This would give us the best of the crowds and create a real spectacle; something both of us would enjoy being part of.
This all happened, having followed from a distance up Ringinglow , this distance remained the same until passing through Dore, then suddenly at approx 9.5 miles I was on Johns shoulder with no-one else in sight, feeling very good and ready for a hard 5k. Then, suddenly, TWANG. My hamstring went. FUCK! I continued to run through it but it was very sore.
I stopped to stretch it out in case it was spasm, at this point I nearly dropped out, but at least wanted to run past Sophie and all my mates that I'd seen on the way out. So I got going again but certainly had an antalgic gait. Things improved but I was still aware of it and had lost touch with John.
What a shame. It was a shame not to be able to fight to retain the trophy, but it was more the loss of opportunity to whip up the crowds and be part of a special race that had gone exactly as I'd hoped until that point. I didn’t initially come back to the race for the trophy (partly the money- but I subsequently learned the prizes had changed).
My main motivation was to sample the immense crowd again from the front of the race. I’ve run loads of well-supported races, but this is different. Its my home city race, it happens to involve me at or near the front (rather than 20 or 30 people back), many of the people are friends and colleagues and to be honest for 3 minutes both years I felt like a rock star.
However, it was great to see someone from far afield (albeit with Sheffield connections) specifically target the race and give it a worthy winner. Hopefully the event will grow and grow, it truly is a fantastic course to race on and I really enjoyed it today. I'm very pleased with my time considering the nature of my run and the course. Bit of an awkward one getting interviewed by Andy Thakes brother post race, as soon as he told me who he was I became very self conscious!
The only real shame is that my hammy is now very painful and it appears to be a tear. I said when I entered last minute I just don’t want to get injured as a result of this race. But the insidious onset of it suggests it was going to happen any way, as I was feeling comfortable until that point and it came from no-where.
Aside form this; I have to say a huge well done to Steve Bayton on winning Manchester marathon. Not only for winning it, but the nature of his performance, running his own race and capitalising on poor pace judgement in front- a true racer.
Commiserations to Pete as well bad luck like that should not happen to people who invest so much into training, all runners should be exempt from bad luck!