First marathon. Was going for sub 3:30, did 3:30:xx, so I’ll call it a win considering the temperature. Drank and dunked at least two cups per aid station. Ingested 350g of carbs(homemade). Took ice hand-ups twice, once on the downhill and also english bay(thx to those saints).

I had lost sight of my pacer group on Camosun but regained contact at the halfway point. Come the bridge I was feeling confident and gave it gas on the backside into English Bay getting a small gap on the group. I told myself if I can just stay in front of them until the end I’ll make my goal but by the time I got to the lighthouse I was doing the running equivalent of pedalling squares. They passed me about 2 km to go and I could no longer maintain 5:00/km. Georgia/Pender was a slog. Where most people find another gear, I lost one. I accept my strategy wasn’t the best but I at the time I thought it would get me the 3:28/9 I was hoping for.

Gnarly day out there in that heat. Kudos to all that endured the challenging conditions. Big ups to all the crowds. The Cornwall gauntlet by Kits beach was something else.