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All Done And Dusted
by Russell Turner - 15:43 on 19 April 2018
So that’s it: 28 weeks, 71 runs, 319 miles, one dose of flu, one lightly torn calf muscle – the London Marathon training is at an end. All that’s left is the big one on Sunday.
Today’s final session was a two-mile tiddler, run at a pace appropriate for the heat to come and which kept my heart rate the lowest it’s been for months. That’s a good omen, although two miles isn’t much of a test. Maranoia is kicking in, however, because every time I feel anything in my right calf I fear a return of the injury.
Two lazy days would help ease my mind but that’s not going to happen. Saturday is Expo day, when I register for the race and collect the number to put on my vest. It’s also part of a weekend of strikes on the Docklands Light Railway which means the final part of the journey from hotel to Expo could be by bus or foot, neither of which will be relaxing. There may be a limited DLR service but I won’t hold my breath.
The late afternoon race day showers have now disappeared from the forecasts and the organisers warn of a record 23ºC for the run, topping 22.2ºC in 1996 and 2007. Temperatures plummet to 16ºC on Monday, so there’s a chance the weather might turn a day early. We’ll see. I’ll also be entering a high hayfever zone for the first time this year. It could be a tough day.
Despite that I’m looking forward to The Big Day, and heat seems a better option than wind. Cold and still would be my preferred option but that was always asking for too much. In the end we’ll get what we get and make the best of it. Whatever, it will be a great day.
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