This year, for the London marathon, I watched the first half from an exercise bike in the gym, a good distraction from watching the seconds tick by as I pedalled for an hour travelling more than 30km but seeing nothing more than the walls and other empty bikes around me. I took the train to the finish line after the race to catch up on all the views and reviews of the runners and spectators. The more people you see running that fast the more you wonder. Just how difficult could it be to just keep up and then sprint the last 200 metres. It looks very easy to watch them doing it anyway.
Marathons make for great excitement.
They bring a brilliant buzz to the city they are in, with the build-up in the newspapers and the TV, and then there is all that history behind them. After the Olympics next year there might be a right time for me to try one. For the moment though I'm going to train for the 5,000 metres and 10,000 metres. I'll run a 10,000 race towards the end of this year down in Australia, I'd like to see how fast I can run, I feel like I've never really tested myself over 10,000. Then I'll know that no matter how fast anyone runs in the race I can keep up.