I know, I already said Florence was the perfect Marathon, but Pisa was even more perfect. While this might not make sense linguistically (I reckon “perfect” is already the best, there cannot be a “more perfect”), it does somehow make sense in life: You think it can’t get better, but then it does. So, what happened in Pisa? First, I got under 3 hours 30, something I did not dare to hope for in 2013. Official time is 3:28:30. Second,…
I made it to the start line of the Pisa Marathon in time. That’s always a good start. But it is cold, around six degrees or so. A good excuse to wear these snazzy arm warmers they gave us. With the the leaning tower on it and the Pisa Marathon logo. Yeah, only 10 minutes to go! See you at the finish line!
The official time for the Dorset Trail? 5:48:44. Worst time ever 🙂 Yet it is one of the best marathons I’ve done. Thinking back I still get excited and want more. I image-googled for pictures and found this running blog. The pics are from 2012 but it looks nearly identical to how it was this year. Brings back nice memories. But now I am of to Pisa, for my 12th and last marathon in 2013.
It is a bit ironic that I did not manage to take one picture from the visually most stunning marathon yet. The Dorset Costal Trail Marathon yesterday was just awesome. There were parts where I thought, this is what paradise must look like. The sunny weather and mild temperatures supported this impression. Well, then the moments followed where I thought paradise and hell are quite close to each other. Probably after 2 thirds of the run. The steep hills were…