Well what can I say?
What an amazing team of guide runners I had yesterday.
I was truly humbled by the support I received.
John Payne ran the first 11 miles with me and then joined me for the last 3 too.
Carried lots of junk around for me too.
David ran the last 15 with me.
Drove up from Cardiff at 3am and then drove back the same day.
John Martin ran the last 10 with me and carried lots of crap for me too.
However, they were running back and forth getting water and gels for me, clearing fatigued runners that were walking, out of my way. So they would have done way more than their allotted milage.
Massive thanks to John Payne, John Martin and David McDonald for their unwavering support and assistance yesterday.
They all went way beyond being selfless,kind and helpful.
These 3 men are true giants and I am in their debt.
I really could not have crossed the finish line without them by my side.
That last six miles was total hell and when I say total hell believe me, it WAS TOTAL HELL.
There were numerous times when I just wanted to walk but they stopped me from giving up.
I discovered dark places in my mind yesterday during those last 6 miles.
At one point I thought how nice it would be to be ran over by one of the cars going passed.
I was slapping my own face, punching my legs and holding my own head upright at one point.
They put up with me being the most negative, grumpy, agressive I have ever been in my entire life.
There were also times when they were keeping me in a straightline too because my balance had gone and I could not run straight.
Fatigue does not even come close.
For me personally, yesterday's Marathon was a huge journey, both mentally and physically.
In some ways it is all a bit of a dream now but I am very glad that it is a dream that came true.
My support team are the only reason I finished without walking.
It is essential to remember that I could not have done any of the training or running without them.
I would also like to thank them all for laughing at me when I could not walk anywhere or pick things up or do anything for myself at all. Anyone would have thought that I was 150!
The extremely kind Jenny even opened my minging protein bar and helped me to sit on a wall. That is how screwed I was.
What an adventure!
As for the walk to the pub afterwards. That was another marathon all over again LOL.
Needless to say that I came last in that race. :)
This is one of those times in life when we all need to take a time out and appreciate the people around us. Who are supporting us in all that we do and all that we achieve.
Let our thoughts be with John Payne, David and John Martin for the next few days.
What priceless assets they are to our Club.
Thank you also for everyone's kind words on FaceBook and for all the lovely texts that I received.
I will never forget Manchester.