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In Topic: Commonwealth Games Experiences

Yesterday, 18:18

I think the BBC have done a good job of keeping their coverage as 'un-political' as possible.



Oh really - what about Lineker "Best of Both Worlds" (you are not going to tell me that wasn't deliberate) and Hoy - ohh opps I said Yes, can't have that!

In Topic: Commonwealth Games Experiences

Yesterday, 15:47



It's British coverage so Britain is going to get mentioned, though its probably planned to give uberNats heart attacks thus increase the chance of a no vote winning.


Britain isn't competeing that is the point. And no answer to my point about Hoy then?

In Topic: Commonwealth Games Experiences

Yesterday, 13:03


No they're not.




I take it you have selective deafness whenever Britain or British is mentioned? And why the Union flag on the cyclists helmets.


Another interesting issue was Chris Hoy getting all flustered when he inadvertently said Yes. :unsure:

In Topic: Paula Radcliffe

Yesterday, 07:29



That doesn't make her likeable or interesting. I am not saying what she did wasn't impressive because it was.

In Topic: Paula Radcliffe

27 July 2014 - 10:28 PM

Just for clarity, are we talking about Athens where she ran despite being injured and having stomach cramps?

From Paula's autobiography...

After 10km, my stomach began to give me trouble and I needed to go to the toilet, a physical demand that my mind was well used to handling: don’t get stressed, if you stay calm this will pass. You’ve had these problems in your past two marathons; they come and go. Except that this time it didn’t go away.

Prevented from doing what it wanted to do, my stomach began to cramp violently and the more I fought it, the worse it got. Liz Yelling had told me that in the Berlin Marathon she had had to go in her shorts while running. Although it was uncomfortable, she felt better after doing it. If Liz can do that, so can I. To hell with vanity. There was no way I was stopping.

I tried to empty my bowels as best I could while running and for a while it did feel better. But after a bit the cramp returned, got worse and I had to do it again. From the 12km mark, I was fighting this problem all the time. My stomach would cramp, I would feel awful until I could relieve myself a bit, then I would feel a little better for a while until it returned again and again.

After about 18km, we got to the tougher part of the course and, once on the hills, the Japanese runners began surging. Suddenly my legs felt really tired. At this stage, I must have known I needed energy because all I could think about was getting from drink station to drink station, not for the fluids but for the carbohydrate energy. In normal conditions, I drink about 100ml from each bottle; now I was drinking 200-250ml. After each bottle I would feel a little better for a short while.

At the very moment Mizuki Noguchi made her break, I was having really bad stomach cramps. When they eased, I started to work my way back. My mind stayed strong. Don’t panic here. You know you can run the closing 10km of a marathon faster than most people.

By now, my mind accepted that there was a huge crisis and around the 36km point I knew I was in big trouble. I could hardly pick my legs up at all; they were like sore lead weights. I felt so empty, yet I was only 1km past my last bottle. You’re not going to be able to get anywhere near the next drinks station, let alone to the finish. You can’t do this, you have nothing left.

No, I can’t stop. No. Not now. It’s only four and a bit miles. This is the Olympic Games, I can’t stop. I have to keep going until I collapse.

But you can’t; physically you can’t. Your legs are just too sore and dead, too exhausted.

It got to the point where I couldn’t put one foot in front of the other. And I stopped. Although I had done it, I couldn’t believe I had. What have I done here?

For a long time I had felt that I was running up and down, instead of forwards. Now I felt that I physically could not run another step. By stopping, I created another kind of hell. My mind couldn’t believe what I had done. Maybe I could recover a little and get going again. I tried but could get nowhere.


Well if she says that it must be true.