Fanny you've got the bit between your teeth now!
I've just been looking at the website, and my time's been revised to 2:14.03. Hooray!
A small race report: Didn't start the day well - couldn't get to sleep, then some stupid eejit phoned at 3am wanting a taxi
and at 4am I developed the galloping quickshits... so by 6.30am I felt like I'd been up all night! Then the bloody train was an hour late (but they were resurfacing the road outside our house so the road was shut). Starting to feel like everything was conspiring against me...
But there was so much banter and good humour on the way up. My mate was miles down the pens (even further than me!) so wished each other good luck and went and did the mad warming up routine with a load of giggly strangers. It's the oddest feeling - and must be such a power trip for the guy that does it - 54,000 people waving their arms in the air because you told them to!
Then the race itself - it got hotter and hotter up to the 6 mile mark and although I started OK (it's always a euphoric moment going across the Tyne Bridge) I was beginning to flag. Then a light rain shower sorted me out and I got back on track. After that it was fine - even the really quite heavy rain shower that came at about 9 miles for me wasn't a problem, I was feeling great. My normal nadir of running uphill through South Shields wasn't a problem either, which made me feel good. Once I had gone past the 10 mile marker and knew that I had more than 30 minutes to finish the race before 2.15 (I had set the ipod to 2.15 because of not having a garmin) I felt really confident and happy.
So I guess what they say about the night before the night before the race being the important one for sleep is true :)
Back to earth with a bump this morning tho - sodding washing machine decided to flood the kitchen floor. Just what I didn't need, especially given the kit I was in yesterday is super stinky (thank god I was born in a time when deodorant was invented, or I'd have no friends!).