And the time is…

… 4 hrs 39 mins.

Really? 4 hours and 39 minutes? Didn’t I say, I wanted to run it in under 4 hours? What happened?

To cut a long story short: This London Marathon experience was so absolutely amazing, that I just didn’t want it to end. Every 10 seconds some else was shouting my name, cheering me on, offering me jelly babies, home baked flapjacks, hands to high five… Come on, who wants to rush through moments like these? In addition you are passing all these great London landmarks, the weather could not have been more ideal, it was just the perfect day in the life of Roy. I wanted to enjoy and take in every moment and not to get freaked out about knees starting to give in. Well they did eventually, but I didn’t mind. I just walked and run again and walked and run. When it came to the finish line Will Young apparently overtook me and I didn’t even notice.

I want to say thank you to all of you who supported me in so many ways and made this day so special. I did not have the chance to take good photos myself, but the organiser took plenty. They are currently identifying the runners and uploading them bit by bit. Don’t ask me how they do that for everyone of the 37,500 runners, but under my details there are already nine. Check them out.

Come or track

In less than 24 hours it is all happening and I will hopefully have covered the first couple of miles. If you are in London tomorrow you can come to one of the NSPCC cheer points. It would be great to see there! Check out, where I put together a list with little maps and the estimated times, when I will pass each point. But you can also track me.  Go to tomorrow and you should fine a tracking tool. Punch in my race number 44540 and you should be able to see live how I am doing! I have my mobile with me and will check for cheering text messages 🙂

Target reached! Thank you all!

I can’t believe it, I still have more than 3 days to go and the fundraising target of £2,000 is already reached. Everyone who thinks, Roy, you have done well, should think again. I am an notorious last minute person, who needs the sense of panic to complete things. That means, it is not me who archived this, but you. YOU, every one of you, has done amazingly well. I don’t know how I can thank you and let you know how much this means to me. You all have been incredibly generous and turned the whole fundraising from a scary I-don’t-know-how-to-do-this to an awesome experience. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart – …and expect me back with my begging bowl next year :))

Can I win it?

I had this conversation with my nephew about winning the London Marathon and despite all my good points of not even having the slightest chance of “winning” he left a comment on my fundraising page: “Come on Roy you are going to win.” This boy has a sense of humour. But then my flatmate (he is one of the brainy ones and should know better) also went on about winning and today at the ExCel Exhibition Centre, where I registered and picked up my number, this picture was taken:

So, can I win it and if yes, what are the chances?


Got my name on it

I got the vest for the Marathon quite a while ago, but was puzzled how my name would appear on it. Today I was going again through the fundraising material that was sent by the NSPCC and suddenly three black letter fell out of the envelope, R, O and Y, together with a step by step instruction how to iron this on my vest. I did it, it worked and it feels great!

Traditionally NSPCC’s running vests are NSPCC green, but this year it’s all colourful to celebrate the 25 years of ChildLine, UK’s 24-hour helpline for children. Since 1986 2.6 million children have called and got help.

Cracking the two-thirds

With 11 days to go I am entering the final spurt. And the fantastic news is, today you cracked two-thirds of the fundraising target! Yeah and a big thank you! I don’t really know how to express my gratitude, so expect a bit more thank you posts over the coming days. I still can’t quite believe how generous you guys have been. On the training front it is getting harder and harder to train less and less. I know, this whole tapering and slowing during the last week makes sense, but it goes against your gut feeling. You want to be out there, run your miles, do something… Maybe I can channel the spare energy into fundraising action. There are still £647.10 to raise, so I better go and spread the word. First action: Change the blog header to link to my fundraising page. Tick.

Olympic Stadium

With only three weeks to go until the London Marathon it is time for tapering. That means all the hard work should be done by now, you don’t add more miles, but run less. So I left the house with the idea it’s gonna be easy. Big mistake. It must be that mind thing that makes or breaks it. My knees were again very tender, but now after 2.5 hours rather than 3. Anyway, I passed the Olympic Stadium. There was a lot of stuff going on there, judged by the noise. I know two guys who were having a 100 meter race there today in front of 20,000 people or so. Not quite sure why and how, but I thought its time for a picture: Here you go.

Expert’s Opinion

I did see the foot doctor in the end. It is good sometimes to get check out by an expert. First and major thing: The pain in my foot is nothing to worry about and I can to my marathon. Yeah! But the doctor wasn’t to impressed by my barefoot running ideas (“hippie ideas” to quote him). His main point: My feet are perfectly fine, why do I bother to improve something that works. Hmm… He did not give me the chance to say, that this is the first time anyone says this about my feet. Last time I saw a physio (three years ago), I had floppy and weak ankles and I needed insoles for my collapsing arches. Since I can remember people tell me I need orthotics and all kind of stuff. Now three years into running more barefoot and having transitioned from heel striking to mid-foot running the expert says the feet are all good, but there is no scientific evidence that barefoot running is beneficial. Wonder if they ever bothered to find out. I felt like picking a fight, but with experts you always lose. So I said thank you and left.