My First Marathon
By Dan Webb
It was a cool, bright but breezy day in Nottingham, not too bad for a marathon. I was nervous lining up with my old school friend Ben, and two other members of Grantham Town AC. As the only representative of LBAC, I felt that I should put on a good performance – wouldn’t want those Nottingham runners thinking we were some backwater, small-town running club! I had stayed the previous night at my mom’s house in Grantham. My three brothers and my niece and nephew had also come down which was a lovely surprise. My mom had cooked pasta especially for me. Sadly, I had to sip water while my brothers got merry on beer and wine. I was to make up for it on Sunday evening though.