Late last year I ran the Dublin Marathon. At the pre-race Expo, in between picking up my race number and a few freebies I stood and listened to a sports nutritionist. He was taking a question from the floor about post marathon re-hydration and recovery. Apparently lager shandy is the biz.
It is full of carbs, sugar, something else Ive probably forgotten, and the alcohol (not too much though) ensures that the whole caboodle reaches where it matters quickly.
This thought kept me going through my last shuffling mile today. It wasnt pretty towards the end, but after the terrible run last weekend-but-really-on-Tuesday, I was back on track with a 17 mile run.
8 hours sleep, a marmite bagel and banana washed down with Gatorade meant that I was as prepared as I could have been for this. I still have no idea how the hell Im going to go another 9 miles more, but I do recall having similar thoughts towards the end of training for Dublin. I guess we all have during training.....do we??
It also means that I can settle down tomorrow morning with feet up and a cup of tea - possibly a slight hangover - content in the knowledge that I've done my bit this weekend, and watch the biggest 1/2 marathon in the world unfold. The Great North Run. Excellent!
6 weeks to go tomorrow! With 3 or 4 more long runs prior to a taper and no injuries of note, Im feeling a lot happier than I was 4 days ago I can tell ya!!
Im feeling a lot happier than I was 4 days ago.
See?
Back In The Saddle...
