After a rather sketchy few months with his calf injury, Andy was rather apprehensive going into Sunday's marathon with only a half marathon and a couple of light jogs to his name in the last month. He needn't have worried...
An early start meant we arrived in Munich with the whole day to check in and relax. About 6 hours later having seen pretty much every square inch of the enormous Olympic Park and finally managing to get a taxi to do the circa 1km journey to the hotel, we settled in for an afternoon of tea and jaffa cakes.
Morning came and with it a bit of sunshine to counter the single figure temperatures and I headed to my first spectator station at 7 KM. The boys came flying past in good time and i only managed to get to 14 KM with a few mins to spare before they flew past me there too.
As the day warmed up and the legs got tired, i thought their average speed would slowly drop off but as they passed me at 32 KM and again at 36 KM, the pace was sticking constant as the boys forced a smile and a wave for the camera.
A few minutes later Andy crossed the line in 3:55:01 - a 20 minute improvement on his Paris Marathon result earlier in the year. The time, plus no calf pain at all, meant Andy could celebrate a very positive day with a Schnitzel and a couple of Steins of lager. I was of course happy to join him after my tiring 4 hours of clapping...
EG.
An early start meant we arrived in Munich with the whole day to check in and relax. About 6 hours later having seen pretty much every square inch of the enormous Olympic Park and finally managing to get a taxi to do the circa 1km journey to the hotel, we settled in for an afternoon of tea and jaffa cakes.
Morning came and with it a bit of sunshine to counter the single figure temperatures and I headed to my first spectator station at 7 KM. The boys came flying past in good time and i only managed to get to 14 KM with a few mins to spare before they flew past me there too.
As the day warmed up and the legs got tired, i thought their average speed would slowly drop off but as they passed me at 32 KM and again at 36 KM, the pace was sticking constant as the boys forced a smile and a wave for the camera.
A few minutes later Andy crossed the line in 3:55:01 - a 20 minute improvement on his Paris Marathon result earlier in the year. The time, plus no calf pain at all, meant Andy could celebrate a very positive day with a Schnitzel and a couple of Steins of lager. I was of course happy to join him after my tiring 4 hours of clapping...
EG.