Saturday was an amazing day. The Beachy Head Marathon is epic, I absolutely loved it (and hated it at the same time 
) . My Garmin recorded 3,754 feet of climbing, but well worth it for the stunning views, the great stewards and pit stops and the fellow runners who around me where there to enjoy the challenge, take it all in and not worry about time. To hit the seven sisters with 5 miles still to go was a bit brutal, but the views over the cliffs, wow. I am glad at that stage that the wind was behind us and the gusts literally blew you up the hills. I am glad it was blowing you away from the cliff edge but at one stage I did get very close to one of the electric fences! I can honestly say it was my favourite marathon to date. The sausage rolls at one pit stop, yummy, the stewards keeping you update with the rugby scores and the big cheer as we queued to get through a kissing gate to get over the bridge at Alfriston was immense when the final score came through. This was the only real bottleneck but when the original route was under water no one was complaining - it took us a good 15 minutes to get through. As Jason said the steps, ouch, ouch, ouch and ouch, and then more appeared! This time I really took the time to enjoy the views, chat to fellow runners and basically really enjoy it all despite my feet & quads screaming at me to **** stop going up and down hills! The hot food after was very welcome and I was delighted to be eating my rice pudding as Everton scored our winner! YAY! I have said before but trail running is the way forward for me, going to give my sub 4 marathon two more attempts at Manchester and Brighton next year, then its off road for me!
) . My Garmin recorded 3,754 feet of climbing, but well worth it for the stunning views, the great stewards and pit stops and the fellow runners who around me where there to enjoy the challenge, take it all in and not worry about time. To hit the seven sisters with 5 miles still to go was a bit brutal, but the views over the cliffs, wow. I am glad at that stage that the wind was behind us and the gusts literally blew you up the hills. I am glad it was blowing you away from the cliff edge but at one stage I did get very close to one of the electric fences! I can honestly say it was my favourite marathon to date. The sausage rolls at one pit stop, yummy, the stewards keeping you update with the rugby scores and the big cheer as we queued to get through a kissing gate to get over the bridge at Alfriston was immense when the final score came through. This was the only real bottleneck but when the original route was under water no one was complaining - it took us a good 15 minutes to get through. As Jason said the steps, ouch, ouch, ouch and ouch, and then more appeared! This time I really took the time to enjoy the views, chat to fellow runners and basically really enjoy it all despite my feet & quads screaming at me to **** stop going up and down hills! The hot food after was very welcome and I was delighted to be eating my rice pudding as Everton scored our winner! YAY! I have said before but trail running is the way forward for me, going to give my sub 4 marathon two more attempts at Manchester and Brighton next year, then its off road for me!
