I did but less (skipped 3 sessions) and not so intensively during the intervals sessions.
So the day of the race arrived and still I had a light pain on my right leg (quads). Following the advice of my coach I didn't took any painkiller so I could monitor the pain and quit if necessary.
I did however put some kinesiology tapes with the help of my companion who is a master on that. The effect was amazing, actually more on that later.
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I arrived to the assembly point and they put me believe it or not with the elites hahahah no joke the Kenyans were literally 3 metres in front of me. I tried to go to the back blocks (to avoid being squeezed by the faster ones in the back) and the security won't allow me!!
I was unsure of what will happen, my preparation was all but perfect but the recent injury had injected a cloud of doubt and lack of confidence of what I would do in the day of the race.
The strategy proposed by my coach was to go with a 5:30 /km pace until the 30th kilometre and then if I have still power inside me to speed up.
So I did exactly that until the 7th kilometre but I could not keep steady pace. Then I saw in front of me the pacers of 3:45 race time = 5:19/km pace.
Since I was with the elites I started ~10 minutes before them, so even if they were running faster they now appeared from my back just like Dei ex machina.
I took it as a sign and I followed them, the downside is I was not following the strategy of my coach but it was so much easier to not have to think or care about your watch and even hiding behind them and use them as a wind shield.
So I followed them for 20 kilometres before I loose them due to my slowing down in the stations. The bastards they weren't drinking any water in the stations -I had to slow down in every station as the organisation didn't give bottles only glasses !!! so eventually after 8 stations that I was accelerating to catch them I gave up and lost them.
And so at kilometre 27 without pacers to make it easy for me, the jog became a race. First, people in front of me started to walk, or quit or get injured. Which is a strange feeling, especially those that they walk give you a huge temptation to do the same.
Second my legs started to pain. No injury pain, pure fatigue. On the plus side at about that time her ladyship appeared in the crowed behind the bars and started to follow me riding her bicycle until kilometre 33. During all this time I kept my pace steady at about 5:19 /km.
But at that station two things happened. First she had to leave so go and wait me close to the finish line. Second for first time in the race I had to stop momentarily and walk for 20 seconds or so, in order to secure enough water to drink my gel with.
So I lost my rhythm and for the next 6 kilometres I slowed down considerably to ~5:35 pace. At that point there were no clouds or shadow and the sun was up and burning us and the only thing I had in my mind it was water, I need some water.
That was by far the most challenging segment of the race, the injured and walking people around me more and more, first aid people more and more frequently ready to spray some ice on runners legs but also the crowd more dense now and handing waters /fruits to the runners and cheering to encourage us.
At the peak of my desperation for water, I saw one person from the crowd offering me a bottle, though he is my angel -later I saw a video made from my running club that it revealed he was too simply a club member and he knew me, while I was so tired that I didn't even realised that I was passing in front of my running club crowd.
Drunk the half bottle and the rest of half I put in my exposed body parts, arms, neck to cool them off.
Then the song Horse to the Water came in my earphones and that was the turning point. At the time that I add it to the compilation I hadn't realise it, but this moment
it clicked.
The name of this marathon in Chinese is上马 or ShangMa =Shanghai Marathon, except that Ma also means Horse. So I was listening "Horse, Water, Drink" the moment I had just quenched my thirst and all this combination completely changed my mood and I started running fast again.
We are at kilometre 39 the pain and fatigue are almost unbearable but on the same time I know that I've made it so I started to dance as I was running.
The next 3 kilometres until the finish line were painful but also ecstatic, dancing /running /air guitar, drums and saxophone for the most of the time.
Finish time 3:49:24 or 5:26 /km pace for my first marathon ever +under injury. One more time
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*the last 0.2Km were
after the finish line. The watch was 200m behind the course official distance so I had to run -walk in the crowds after the finish line to get Strava recognise it as a marathon !!!