I expected it to be one of the hardest marathon races I have run. I was right. The story of my running of the Hamburg Marathon 2008 began on
Monday, October 29th 2007, Dublin (Ireland)
I ran a PR of 3:38:31 on the rather hilly course of the Dublin Marathon. I had started fast, maintained a 5:00 min/km pace throughout the first half. During the second half I slowed down, but it was enough to set my new PR. Two days later I felt an irritating pain on my left achilles tendon.
Saturday, November 3rd 2007, Kaltenkirchen
My first run after Dublin. Though my tendon was still aching, I wasn’t worried. It would go away soon, I thought. But after a few hundred meters I decided to keep the run short and to rest a few days until the tendon got better.
Saturday, November 10th 2007, Kaltenkirchen
I went for a 10 k run. I had planned to take part in a local 25k race on Nov. 18th, so I wanted to get into running again. Five km into the run I felt again a pain in the area of my achilles tendon. Back at home I cancelled the plan for the 25k.
Wednesday, December 12th 2007, Kaltenkirchen
My first run after physical therapy. Not a long run, I began cautiously with 2.64 km. The tendon was o.k. During the following weeks I increased the distances slowly. At the end of January I was at 13.5 km for my longest run, 24 km in one week. End of February I ran a (private) half marathon and a weekly total of 48 km.
Sunday, March 30th 2008, Kaltenkirchen
This was my first real long run, 29 km. Two weeks later, two weeks before the Hamburg Marathon, I did another one, and this had to be enough to prepare for Hamburg. I was a bit worried, especially after the second long run. I was so exhausted afterwards. I blamed that on the cold I had a few days before, but still my doubts stayed. I even thought about canceling Hamburg.
Sunday, April 6th 2008, Krzycko Wielkie, Poland
It was my first time in Poland. My dear friend Marek and his great family had invited my wife Lu and me to their home, which is in a small village between Poznań and Wrocław. We had a great time there, spent much time out in the woods, in Poznań, at Marek’s famous camp fire, and in their dining room enjoying Wiesia’s delicious meals and cakes.
On Sunday there was the
Bieg Sokoła, the people’s run at the village of Bukowiec Gorny, a few kilometers from Marek’s home. A 15 km run. It was big fun with all the great Polish people running and cheering. I ran like a clockwork, 5:00 minute kilometers, 15 of them. I couldn’t believe it.
Monday, April 21st, Boston, MA, USA
My friend Steve ran the 112th Boston Marathon. He reported his progress by cell phone to his son, who informed the rest of the world, including me, via twitter. Despite his problems with an inflamed ankle he ran an outstanding race. I was in a similar situation as he was before the race, having not been able to train properly for my marathon due to injury, so his performance in Boston encouraged me a great deal.
Sunday, April 27th 2008, 9:00 am, Hamburg
So I was not well prepared when I crossed the starting line last Sunday. But I wasn’t discouraged either, because I had a good week of rest, and no part of my body was aching. I felt good.
The start was moved a few hundred meters from the Hamburg fair ground to Reeperbahn, St. Pauli, to the famous entertainment and red light district of Hamburg. We (Lu, my son Dominik and I) had arrived there at about 8:30. They went to watch the start and I entered the starting area. Surprisingly I had not forgotten to bring the powergel packs, as I usually do. Everything was o.k..
On the first kilometers I ran a constant pace of 5:15, too fast. I had planned a 5:30 pace. Anyway, I felt good and the pace was not much too fast. I went on.
Ten km into the race we came to the Fischmarkt, where every Sunday early morning the famous Hamburg fish auction takes place. It’s like running into a stadium, the crowds are cheering left and right, it’s one of the best places of the whole course. Even more spectators were at the Jungfernstieg, the gorgeous boulevard at the lake Alster in the city center. 15 km run.
Speaking of gorgeous: the weather was gorgeous, too. Sunshine, 15 degrees Celsius (60 Fahrenheit). Nice conditions for a little run ;-)
I stopped at every water stand (every 2.5 km), grabbed a cup of water or iso drink, and walked for half a minute. I didn’t want to choke on the water, and the walking was also good to relax a little bit. As it turned out later, this was a good tactic.
Then suddenly something strange happened: After 25 km the kilometers became longer. Did they switch to mile counting? It seemed so. The early kilometers had flown by, now I had to run so long to reach the next km marker. But the watch told me something else: I was still running 5:30 kilometers. The odd thing was, the 5:30 felt like 10 minutes.
At km 30 it became really hard. The temperature had risen to 20 Celsius (68 Fahrenheit) and the sun was burning. We were at the most northern point of the course, near the airport. My powers vanished. But at the turning point, where the course heads south to the city center, there were the masses again. And they cheered us on and on. What motivated me most were the little kids stretching out their arms to collect high fives. I high-fived as many of them as I could.
Eppendorfer Baum, km 37. The legendary party mile. Remember the pictures of the Alpe d’Huez leg of the Tour de France? The crowd building a corridor so narrow that the the bikers hardly find their way through? Exactly the same at Eppendorfer Baum. I had no power to run, but I ran anyway because the great people force me to. Without them I would have quit by then.
Now the going got really tough. It was the time for my old mantra: “left foot, right foot, repeat”. It still works in these situations. It took me to the 40 km mark.
There I took a break at the water stand. Drank water, cooled my legs, stretched my muscles. Gathered power for the final 2 km. The final 2 in Hamburg are special. Two kilometers uphill, at a time when every runner runs at their limit. My mantra got me up that hill somehow.
On the home stretch. I still ran. Saw Dominik and Lu waving at the right. Surprisingly I had the power to wave back.
“She’s in love with you” by Suzy Quatro. What a song for
my finish! A song from my early youth, I was 13 when it came out. No wonder I look quite relaxed on the finish video!
4:01:18. My second slowest marathon time. But one of my greatest marathon races.