Well it went rather well. Not so much for the time (I was hoping for 3:10) but the way it panned out. It was a cold morning and I was loving every minute of it. I was very mindful of all the scaremongering I had been exposed to by the pundits around. Anyhow, we got started slowly. I didn’t even see the pace makers as they were way ahead. My mates left me for dead and went ahead. I slowly got into my stride and avoided dodging and surging which cost me dearly in the last half Mara. I started smiling to onlookers and enjoyed the run. The first k was 5:20ish with all the mass slowly trudging together. But by the end of the first 5k, I had made up for it steadily.
The next 10k were bang on target. I kept on hydrating (loads of soaking than drinking), had to stop for a pee (damn it but the next time I peed during the run. (Things people do to save on minutes

). With no assistance from my hr monitor which was giving me wild readings, I went with pace and feel. The fear of failure was lurking in my mind. So although went slightly faster to the halfway, I held back. The milestones were going past me pretty quickly.
After clocking 1:40 for the first half, I realized I had to/could go faster. So I went 4:25-27 and tried to get a response from my body. I was fine so I kept going. From 30k to 35/36, I kept looking for the wall

. I figured I’d missed it so I just stepped on it. I didn’t go as fast as I could but just kept accelerating. What a feeling to go past 200-300 people and not feel tired. I caught up with the 3:20 pacemakers, shadowed them a bit and then went on. The last 3-4 ks were quite fast for me. I guess I went anaerobic the last k and had to dig deep. At the finishing line I was feeling great. No exhaustion and crippling fatigue.
Splits: 1:40, 1:34.
Guess training does pay off.
Thanks for all the support I got on this forum.
Next one London.
Target 3:10.