Oh my. Only 2 days to go! This is the post I never thought I'd would end up writing. Don't worry- I'm not breaking up with you, even though thats what it may have sounded like I was about to do. No, this isn't that bad but I simply can't believe that in three days time it will all be over. For the second time.
I remember thinking after the first race last year that there would be very little chance of me "doing that again", yet here I am, once more filled with the apprehension of the forthcoming weekend, not only the race itself but the logistics of the weekend. Just how will it all work out? Its not being helped by the fact that my Race Pack got lost in the post so I have to collect my race number and timing chip on the Saturday at the exhibition thats put on for runners and guests. I'm the sort of person who likes to be prepared (I was a model cub scout!) so after last year where every aspect of the run and the event in general was prepared well in advance I feel that this year theres been no preparation whatsoever. Perhaps its the fact that this year I'm on my own, I can't rely on other people to make any arrangments or share the worrying around. Nope, its all down to me, and whilst things have eventually been sorted out its all seemed a bit slapdash and rushed. Be it the planning, the travel or the training.
The training! oh, the training hasn't been what it should this year. I look back to last year to see myself as the picture of health I was, probably the fittest I have or ever will be. Now, I'm not saying that this year I've really let myself go or have been feasting a Mcdonalds every lunchtime, in fact I've tried to keep the diet fairly healthy over the past few months but its the actual pounding of the pavement which hasn't been what it should. Again, using last year as a comparison, I was doing at least 2 or 3 good runs each week, and by good runs I mean 3-4 miles each. This year? Well, i've been lucky to do 1. I have tried to keep up with doing at least 1 run into or out of work (3.5 miles) each week and this I have achieved. But it just doesn't seem enough.
On the Saturday just gone I actually did a run with my sister who will also be running in Newcastle. It was the first time we'd been able to co-ordinate ourselves and meet up with our kit and caboodle. It was nothing too vigourous, due to an impending luncheon appointment, but we probably managed a good couple of miles on an unseasonably hot day around some rather nice country lanes (certainly a more enjoyable run than the gauntlet of running through central London during the rush hour!) and we both felt pretty good about it.
I know its childish, but sibling rivalary seems to have taken hold I really do want to try and beat her. I doubt I will because shes been doing a lot more preparation than me (first timers eh?) but now I'm so sure I won't beat last years time of 2 hours that beating her seems to be my only real aim. I mean, she will probably beat the 2 hour mark if she runs like she has during training but I know that pace is a deceptive thing during race conditions and if you're not careful you can coast along well underpace and end up regretting it. Its the sort of thing that makes you miss out on your 2 hour target by 54 seconds! Not that I haven't come to accpet that now, after all its has been a year.
So, its two days to go, theres very little chance of me actually updating this before the race now so its time to sign off, wish me luck and I let you know how I got on!