Sundown Marathon 2014,
barring my 2nd FM after the SCKLM 2013, it just never gets easier.
It just got, worse…
On a brief recount, it
all started off well while maintaining control and comfort over my pace for the
first 21K of the race. Things started to turn awry moving onto the 24K mark
inside the East Coast Park which was a long and enduring stretch. I could feel
my calves twitching, quads burning and hamstring tightening with cramps
seriously hitting me hard reaching the 31K mark. I was down on the floor
sitting, stretching in all possible ways for it to go away. It took close to 15
minutes until I was able to be on my feet and started moving once more. Cramping
on the calf and quad muscles is relatively easier to manage but for hamstring,
I’ve no idea how as it was first time encounter…While dragging on, there were
certainly hot sprays and rubs being offered but it did not help with my
condition. I was instead hoping for ice or cold sponge which has worked well in
alleviating the pain and cramps as to my own experience. To my dismay, there
were none provided.
The final 10K felt never
ending while dehydration was telling upon the humid weather. Grateful and a
great relief I was to have bumped into Shannon, one of my close running mate at
my lowest point in the race. From then on, it was the both of us trying to
gather strength together, focusing on tackling the remaining distance,
crunching one km at a time till the end. Somewhere along the way, we have met
George, another running mate whom bearing his badly sprained ankle in prior
weeks has made it thus far in the race, fighting through it in the harshest of
all condition. This definitely gave us further resolute going forward without
any reason just to give in. Alas, crossing the line together with Shannon, hand
in hand was the moment with indescribable joy and relief!
Later, post-race
thoughts naturally kicked in with the many why’s to ponder. Why I had
fared poorly than my first FM attempt. With cramps and sores kicking in early while
not during the first or even during training, it may be down to….
Self-inflicted pre-race expectations and anxiety? Bearing the heavy
thought that I should be well prepared and eager to do much better with the prior
experience…
Inadaptability of the body running late at night? While all my mileage
prior to the event were clocked mostly during the wee hours in the morning with
fuel, hydrations, physically and mentally adapted accordingly to it…
Humidity? I’ve no answer to this but only to keep hydrating…
Anymore? I wouldn’t know…The next thing quickly on my mind was to lace
up, get out the door, run freely…”Runs end, running doesn’t.”
To sum up, it was
truly an enduring and humbling experience in my own accord. Fighting fatigue and
sleepiness running at night, cramps and sores early in the race, soul searching
and digging deep for strength and determination on the verge of giving up, battling
dehydration amidst the humidity…That’s just about it with words but, there’s definitely
a lot more than could be described…
Race course overview
Generally, race course was relatively flat throughout apart from the
elevations in the early miles which were still manageable when fresh but
definitely a mountain to climb in the later stage towards the end…
Stations were well placed accordingly with ample of hydrations and fuels provided. The isotonic drink and gel offered was Pocari Sweat and Maxifuel Viper Active respectively which is well renowned in Singapore but not in Malaysia. I personally take a liking on them after my first try, Pocari Sweat being the gasless version of 100 Plus which doesn’t bloat me while the Maxifuel Viper Active was just so liquefied and easy to gulp down as compared to the other brands which I’ve used all along.
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