After weeks of watching enviously as medal selfies swamped social media from Paris, Brighton, Manchester, London and many more, it was finally time to get to my own start-line on Sunday.
The Newport marathon was organised by the team who deliver the excellent Cardiff half every year and I could not resist something so close to home.
My preparations were patchy, with well-intentioned training plans competing for time with work, family life and the wintry weather.
I did manage a couple of halves – the Hampton Court half (where I got to meet Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn) and the Taff Trail half – and there was a 20-miler too, but that was done at short notice at the end of a busy week and I was struggling by the end.
Overall, training was not ideal and I just wanted a steady start and to get round safely at Newport.
Deciding to get the train over from Cardiff worked well – while we were on our way, we started hearing talk of queues from friends at the park and ride, and as soon as we arrived, the tannoys were announcing the delayed start.
A little frustrating but understandable for a new event, and fair play to the organisers for being decisive and keeping everyone informed as much as possible.
It wasn’t warm, so there was a bit of huddling to be done as runners sought shelter in any buildings that had opened their doors, and supporters handed back the layers they had just been given to hold.
Then we were getting ready to go and it was great to be under way.
The cool weather was perfect for running and there was a good atmosphere among the crowds as we made our way over the bridge and away into the countryside.
I have heard some talk of the route being boring but it was through lots of country lanes and was exactly what I expected.
That said, the calm was definitely smashed at Magor with a fantastic reception in the town – top marks to all for the brilliant cheering on the loop there.
Back into the lanes, it was a matter of keeping steady as the halfway point passed and we started heading back towards the city.
I had set off a little quicker than I had meant and steadied myself a bit in the middle sections.
I was determined to be sensible and just keep going and had a few nice chats with some fellow runners as everyone motivated each other.
There were pockets of support and music (great to see Alice at 7 and 14 miles) and the New Balance DJ at mile 15 also deserves a mention too.
I was wearing my SU2C shirt that I had intended to wear in Birmingham so it was good to be giving that a run-out and the name on the chest definitely helped – everyone should have that to help the supporters cheer you on.
As well as great mile markers, the 25k mark was written on the road, and that was a good moment – it was just over 3 parkruns to go and those three manageable chunks helped me to break down those final miles.
As we came back into Newport, the crowds grew again and there was a bit where we went off to see the Transporter Bridge.
It was a doubleback section which are not universally popular but I always secretly enjoy – yes you can see runners who are ahead of you, but it’s a good distraction and you might spot a friendly face!
By this point it was all about just hanging on. I had been passed by the 4-hour pacer at 23 miles and I let him go without a fight.
I was not aiming for a time and did not have the energy to speed up to keep up so it was an exercise in just keeping moving for that final “parkrun” home.
Over the bridge again at 25 and into the excellent cheering funnel filled with whooping supporters which make you find that extra burst which you did not know was still in the legs.
Through the line, I picked up the excellent medal and got a hug from my dad.
We met up with Sarah who had been volunteering all morning and all headed to the train back to Cardiff where I ploughed though the superb array of snacks that Dad had sourced. A good morning all round.
My time of 4.02 was much better than I had envisaged which was really heartening, and I look forward to planning some more adventures for the coming months with that under the belt.
Well done to all runners, especially Heidi, Mark, James, Hutch, Sophie, Carys, Lisa and many more!
Thanks to all organisers and volunteers, and to the supporters and cheerers too (especially from the local clubs like Rachel B). Diolch yn fawr i pawb!