Marathon of Marathons 2010 - PEI Media
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Notes from the Road<br />
In the footsteps <strong>of</strong> Pheidippides | Athens, 31 October <strong>2010</strong> 24<br />
Saturday morning: visit to the Acropolis deepens the sense <strong>of</strong><br />
anticipation and thirst for knowledge on the history <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Marathon</strong>.<br />
Saturday afternoon: a most interesting and informative lunch. We<br />
hear more about all the charities.<br />
Speech from David Bellingham on the history <strong>of</strong> the Battle <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>Marathon</strong> - absolutely spell-binding. Then Will Cockerell, author <strong>of</strong> The<br />
World’s Top 50 <strong>Marathon</strong>s, tells us: ‘You will realise you are at best half<br />
way having completed 30km. Let’s face it: some 30 percent <strong>of</strong> you will<br />
get injured and about 20 percent <strong>of</strong> you will not finish… This is one <strong>of</strong><br />
the world’s toughest courses.’ With this reality dawns and you can sense<br />
the mood in the room changing: this is going to be tough. Luckily Bruce<br />
Tulloh, the <strong>of</strong>ficial MoM coach, recovers it with tales <strong>of</strong> Vaseline. Maybe<br />
we will get through this after all…<br />
Then it’s Sunday, the big day has arrived:<br />
• Alarm call at 05.00<br />
• Light breakfast at 06.00 followed by preparation, namely loads <strong>of</strong><br />
Vaseline and a litre <strong>of</strong> isotonic drink<br />
• 06.30 buses depart from Athens to <strong>Marathon</strong>. Through the coach<br />
windows we survey the route in all its gory glory<br />
• Our bus breaks down 4 kilometres from <strong>Marathon</strong> - is this an omen? Full<br />
effects <strong>of</strong> litre <strong>of</strong> isotonic drink take effect but it is not an all male bus, so<br />
I’m cross-legged as I wait the relief bus<br />
• Relief bus arrives and we finally arrive at <strong>Marathon</strong>, where 12,500<br />
<strong>Marathon</strong>ers assemble and it’s almost impossible to recognise other<br />
MoMers<br />
• 9:00: we’re away!<br />
• After some 8k – injury! My left hip is where I am feeling most pain with<br />
various stops for medical ‘encouragement’. I consider a short cut at the<br />
tomb <strong>of</strong> the unknown warrior but see a recording station half way round<br />
the loop<br />
• Great encouragement en route and a real international flavour to the<br />
participants<br />
• From 33k on supposedly downhill through the streets <strong>of</strong> Athens. I’m<br />
hurting all over but determined not to be outflanked by a group <strong>of</strong><br />
ancient Greek warriors!<br />
• I make use <strong>of</strong> every water stop, and count each and every single one <strong>of</strong><br />
the individual 42 kilometre markers<br />
• It’s brilliant to reach the ancient stadium but then you realise you have<br />
to run half way round the track. Sponsored by a sleeve <strong>of</strong> Paracetamol<br />
my weary body crosses the line some 6 hours and 5 minutes after<br />
having started<br />
• Alas, there is yet a final hurdle: due to the streets <strong>of</strong> Athens being<br />
closed we have to walk back to the hotel!<br />
Goodness this was tough but as they say: ‘Finishing is the achievement’’<br />
Too right. I think about Pheidippides who when he arrived in Athens<br />
uttered the words “Nenikekamen” - “we have won” - then collapsed<br />
and died on the spot from exhaustion. I uttered nothing. I was just too<br />
knackered.”<br />
Jason Gull, Adams Street Partners, Boston<br />
Brave comeback<br />
after 24 miles<br />
“I was feeling pretty good during the<br />
run, even after the approximately first<br />
20 miles <strong>of</strong> relentless uphill. However,<br />
after hitting the 20 mile marker, the<br />
road finally crested the top <strong>of</strong> the hill<br />
descending for the next six miles into the<br />
centre <strong>of</strong> Athens. The pounding on my<br />
already fatigued thighs from the descent<br />
took its toll. At the 24 mile point, my<br />
thighs seized up and I involuntarily<br />
collapsed on the road. When I looked<br />
Indestructible: Adams Street’s Gull up, a boy scout fully decked out in his<br />
uniform inquired, “hey sir, do you need<br />
any help?” Which was followed by a fellow runner exclaiming, “You’re<br />
Alternative<br />
Insight