Yikes! So I’m writing this half dressed, mildly hungover on my sofa, thinking back to exactly this time last week when I ran Copenhagen Marathon 2019. HELL YES! It was my third marathon and my second time doing Copenhagen, and I’m not going to lie, it was freaking tough.
I WAS SICK. On route. Multiple times. Out of bloody nowhere. I always say to people who ask that the thing with marathons versus halves or 10kms is that you’ve really got no idea what might happen. You might get cramp. You might get stitch. Your legs might give in. You might (god forbid) end up in the medical tent instead of crossing the line. Despite worrying that I hadn’t done enough training in the few weeks prior due to lots of travel and work stuff, my legs actually felt real good right through, but it was stress and anxiety (screw you) that got the better of me. I guess I was fretting about this race more than I thought and having dropped out of two marathons last year, I’d put it on a bit of a pedestal. We were stressing and snapping the night before, then ended up messing up our transport and being super late for the start. Not the kind of relaxing set up you want before a 26 mile slog. I felt pretty rough from the start but thought the sicky feeling would go away once I'd settled in, but hmm, it did not. Anyway! As I say, best to expect the unexpected… But I wouldn't recommend running a marathon on empty.
Despite all that, I did absolutely love it and I’m so so proud to have completed another marathon. I did 4hr51, which isn’t my best but it’s not far off and I think that’s pretty A’okay given, you know, the puking. As soon as I crossed the line, I was all rose-coloured glasses, thinking, ‘I guess it wasn’t that bad’. A very different place to when I was wanting to curl up in a ball and cry my eyes out at around 35km.
The Copenhagen Marathon route really is ace. It takes you all around the city, through pretty Vesterbro, past the colourful buildings of Nyhaven, and unlike a lot of race routes that take you out to the bleak arse end of nowhere, there really aren’t any bits on this route bit that feel like a lonely long slog. It’s incredibly well organised, with loads of water and energy drink stations, and the app is ludicrously efficient, sending you times and splits and pictures the second you cross the line.
Afterwards, we lay on the grass in the baking hot sun and sipped on full fat Coca-Cola to recover. Legit never tasted better! Eventually, when the sugar hit and we managed to get our legs bending and moving again, we headed back to the hotel to shower then spent the rest of the day celebrating and making up for all those used calories with plenty of Mikkeller. Monday was spent hobbling around Copenhagen, seeking out all of the cardamom buns, but since my legs have seemed to recover pretty quickly, with tonnes of cycling this week and a real new found love for yoga.
Will I do another one? Hmm, I kind of already signed up…