Your Roving Reporter has got a little behind with updating the race reports, but has been looking forward to sharing this one.
This one's special.
This is a heroic story, of a kind man, who is strong, determined and talented, achieving a huge goal.
This is a story where the good guy wins.
This is Paul Ross, and his Manchester marathon.
I Didn't enter Manchester till late February because of the consistent shin problems so it was a gamble whether this would be another failed marathon training plan, so I went for it. This plan I made for myself involved only 4 runs a week and no speed work till I felt I was ready not to break. So as usual I picked up a minor achilles problem but being here before I knew the signs and took the mileage back for a few weeks.
Focusing on the long runs we're key to my training and that was going well. Three weeks before Manchester I had to put in this 22 mile run & was a little scared how it would go but it went better than expected. By this time I was adding a bit of marathon pace runs in and speed sessions.
The week leading up to Manchester went perfect no sleepless nights or stressing, just had to focus on the day.
Race day and Darren Redmond picked me up and we headed to Manchester where we met up with the shabbas, who had gotten there early.
We decided at that point to stay with the 3hr pacer.
First 2 mile he went off a bit quicker by about 10 seconds above pace but we stayed with him. As we went along its was getting very crowded round the pacer so about 8 mile we went past just in front where it was less busy.
I kept the pace about 6:50 hoping daz would be back with me soon but he had bigger problems to deal with which you will hear about!
10 to 20 mile all going well and pace was spot on even went though half way at 1:29:14 (bang on pace).
25 mile I was really struggling and loads of runners was passing me, then I heard someone say in the crowd that the sub 3 hr pacer was right behind me. My head was defeated and I'd given up and settled for a sub 3:05. Constantly looking at my Garmin for some sort of motivation from somewhere.
Then all of a sudden I started feeling dizzy and the legs was wobbling.......then I saw it .
We turned the corner and I saw the finish, my Garmin said 2:58. That was the motivation I needed, don't ask me where it come from but I just shot off like a bullet and sprinted to the line looking at my Garmin.
BOOM!!.... crossed the line about 2:58:55 and yes I beat the 3 hr pacer guy who by the way did a great job of pacing loads to a sub 3.
Had to sit down straight away but then remembered to recovery plan starts now. Hobbled to collect my medal and stuff and started stretching.
I had to check this had really happened a number of times and this was true and it was. Waited for Daz to cross the line who was I think was more chuffed than me that I'd done this.
What a great day and really surprised myself on this because I had no faith in this happening.
Many thanks to everyone for the great support especially #teamshabba @shabbarunners well done everyone else on Pb's and Chris for his first marathon....... so what's next ???