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As in my last - even if eternal days ago - written
Blog - entry, I had made in last year's start at the Hamburg Marathon.
was last weekend it is now ready.
Together with Hilton and Steffi I stood fairly far forward in the starting field of the Hamburg 42.195 km. But not the very front - as not only properly tanned Africans was also our Kieler Wastewander - The Andi. We could not believe it - but he was there.
The kick faded just as we were already running across the finish line - so little difference between gross and net time I had a marathon probably never.
The first few miles then ran somehow different than I had expected.
Almost all the runners in our area kept their extreme speed - no one ran wildly on it. This led, however, to the many bit cocky starters from the back rows aground on us and it was pretty full at the beginning then after all.
This was also made to the first 10 miles Sun Then the field is sorted slowly.
We were good in our plan - were with our Girls parry and the mileage pruzelten only pretending.
Unfortunately, Steffi then at km 20 no longer keep the pace - he had probably caught a used day: (
Again and again I call on the people by the roadside 'Gunther, You can do it "or" Gunther, you look good ". - was indeed on my race number (a friend is morgentlichen from our running group to restart the failed and for which I now was traveling) ... at first I was always confused at some point I have something not heard
After. Steffi tear now read, I tried as best I could to the "machine" Hilton to stay tuned. This I also managed to km 32/33. Then said Hilton, having to put on it one more. A 3:55, he cut was possible for me at the time but not anymore - I too had to be torn off. The Hilton shows an ever again, as he took it ...
The last 10 km I had to then fend for themselves.
At km 35 I then took all my courage and gave as anything much edible legs. Pulse and felt I was moderate so that the absolute limit, time moderately improved but I am not - but I could only keep the pace. But this is normal - I've read anyway:)
Anyway - from then on, then I overtook all the time. I could make room to place good - that motivated properly and I could not chew my last reserves.
The last nice increase from km 41 I'm almost gone into a trance - just closed my eyes and through. At some point I heard someone call again my real name - it was Jan (a colleague and friend, who also could not start due to injury), girlfriend. Unfortunately it was not yet the official good at the finish: (Until then, it was still a long straight forever - at some point I could see the Zieluhr and looked like they just jumped round at 2:50 - my "biggest" goal I had so missed.
But still stood there a 2:50 - I was very happy with the finish
soon, even the Hilton waiting for me - a good recovery.) We wait together to receive him and Steffi at 2:58 ... joyful. Too bad it's not really gone well for him. But the next chance, at least make life difficult for me again, is certain: the OstseeMan in August. Since we are comfortable with it right thing to go Over the Edge ... I'm already excited.