Date: 25 June 2023
Distance: 42.2km
Time: 5:18

They say that nothing beats Wellington on a good day. And we had just that – perfect weather for our marathon. Which really is a rare thing for NZ, let alone Wellington.

I have always said that I don’t want to attempt a marathon if I can’t at least finish it in under five hours. That is the time you need to qualify for things like Two Oceans (56km) and the Comrades (89km) marathons. But sometimes you just have to let go of these preconceived ideas and bite the bullet. 

We’ve entered for a 100 miler, which takes place at the beginning of December. While our training was going quite well for the first four months of the year, reaching 271km for the month of April, things went a bit pear-shaped the following two months. School and work commitments, in combination with crappy autumn and winter weather just compounded into not much running apart from two longish runs: the Summerhill Skedaddle in mid-May, which is the only one specific to what we need to be doing, and a 30k on the flat in Palmy. And that is the biggest problem – we do all our runs on reasonably flat, and often paved, terrain. Not at all what we should be doing, but I figured it will be okay for base-building.

While things got out of hand a little, especially during June (we only managed four short runs the last two weeks before this event), the marathon date creeped up on us and before we knew it we were making the trip down to Wellington. With a thermos with coffee, snacks, and sustenance for the run, we were on our way. Nina went with, and we picked her up by about 4:30am, some 45 minutes drive from our place. We’ve had quite a few 3am and 4am starts lately with work, so another one was not going to break the camel’s back.

We arrived bright and early, in time to quickly have breakfast, sign in, go back to the car, make loo stops, and drop off a bag with dry clothes at the finish to save us another trip to the car after the run. It was still dark outside. Gerry tried to take photos, but it was too dark despite the stadium lights around the start/finish area. (And thereafter something funky must have happened with the camera as almost all of the photos ended up blurry.) Just as the gun went at 7:15 (all marathoners started at the same time this year – walkers and runners), the sky started to turn deep blue. On our way out of the stadium and down the main road running by the light of the street lamps, the sky started to turn. It was a glorious morning with no wind, and a sea that was as calm as a lake. 

Unfortunately, the course had to be changed in the last couple of weeks due to a fire which included asbestos, making it unsafe to run through that area. So instead of running about 10.5km out, followed by a roughly 5km out-and-back-and-out-and-back at the far end of the course (to make up about 21km), before coming back the same 10.5km, the course was now a double lap of the 21km course (more or less – we went a bit further on the first lap, so that we could turn for the second lap before reaching the stadium). 

Since we were not really in a place to run a marathon (but it had to happen) we had to come up with a plan to cover the 42.2km without completely breaking ourselves. So we opted for a 500 metre walk followed by a 1.5km jog strategy for every two kilometres the whole way. We followed a similar strategy (800m walk + 1.2km jog) for the Trail Trilogy and managed to finish the 100km in 15:50. For this event it means we had 20 walk breaks totalling roughly 10km of the course.

As we were running out on the first lap I could not get my head around the fact that we had to do all of that again. The further we went, the less convinced I was that I’d make another lap. Luckily the weather could not have been better which made a massive difference to our spirits.  

What felt like forever, finally saw us at the first and furtherest turn-around point (at about 11.5km). I was surprised that they didn’t hand out something to indicate that you did all the out-and-back stretches, like they did previously(there was a timing mat on the 21.1km turnaround, but not this turn which was about a kilometre further down the road). Shortly after the start we ran with someone who mentioned that runners have taken shortcuts in previous years due to not begin checked. Not that I care – if someone does that, they are only cheating themselves. But of course this becomes a real issue for category winners and placers. Why someone would do that is beyond me.

With the course being an out and back (twice), we saw some familiar faces which was great. On the stretch near the airport on our way back, the frontrunners of the half marathon (which was a championship race this year) started coming from the front, and it wasn’t too long before they caught up with us again. The last 7km, and especially the last 5km, back to the stadium on the first loop ended up being a bit chaotic with marathon runners, 21.1km runners and 10km runners all going out and back on the same road. For someone trying to run a decent time, a PB, place or win, it must have been challenging. 

Back at the waterfront there was also a market and many other people out and about to negotiate. We saw an elderly gentleman turning around from a food cart (that was oddly placed on the side dedicated to the runners) and walk straight in front of one of the speedsters. I’m sure there must have been plenty of incidents, some pushing and surely some shoving.

Eventually we reached the 21km mark on Gerry’s watch, but the turn-around point was still nowhere to be seen. Eventually, not far from the ramp going back up the stadium parking area to the finish, we reached the turnaround for our second lap. I was already sore and having to go out a second time was tough, especially with the finish line less than a kilometre away.

We trotted on with our jog-walk strategy and the kilometres ticked by slowly but surely. I reminded myself that ‘this too shall pass’. Although we weren’t too far from the back, we started reeling in other runners and walkers. Of course some walkers were way faster that us, but we kept at a steady pace for the most part, averaging just over a 7min/km pace, which surprised me considering we were walking half a kilometre out of every two kilometres.

After 30km, the wheels started coming off for me a bit. Everything hurt, my legs felt numb, an IT band started to bother, it felt like the sciatic nerve was pinching in my right leg, and my feet were killing me. I reminded myself to cut back on the cookies and chocolates, and lose some weight. Surely that should help ease the pressure on my feet?

Admittedly the finish couldn’t come quick enough. I haven’t been as sore in a very long time. We managed to do the first half in about 2:30, and the second half in 2:40, moving time on Strava. So this excludes pee and water stops. It was a tough run, but I’m glad we went. Of course doubts about doing an ultra, let alone a 100 miles, started creeping in. Before our two months slack, we still planned on doing the WUU2K three weeks after the marathon, but I realised that will not happen. Unfortunately, that makes qualifying for the miler a bit tricky. We still need to fit in an ultra to qualify and there’s absolutely nothing on the North Island running calendar for July/August, apart from WUU2K. Damn those North Range Trio organisers for not running that event anymore! At least we have until the end of October to qualify, but I don’t want to leave it until last minute.

It’s been nine years since we last did the Wellington marathon, and things have changed. Did we get a goody pack previously? Nothing this time. Also no towels at the finish line, which was also a wonderful treat the previous time around. But still aid stations along the route with electrolyte and water, as well as bananas at the finish. And a lot of marshals and cheerers along the way.

We opted not to stay for prize-giving, but rather make the trip back home. After changing into some dry clothes, I shuffled down the ramp to the car, thinking how sore I would be after sitting in the car for two and a half hours. At least we had coffee and some frooze balls for the drive back. After dropping off NIna, it was just the final stretch back home, where a lovely warm shower and a cold bubbly awaited. 

I am super grateful the weather was fantastic. Had it been windy, super cold, and sideways sleet or rain, it would have been a challenge of note. 

Time to rethink our strategy for the next five months.

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Potential upcoming events include:

• Halcombe 30k solo
• Tekapo 50k
• Blue Lake 24-hour
• Crater Rim 83k
• Cape Kidnappers 32k
• Taniwha 44k