London Marathon 2025: The Journey Begins!

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Hello and welcome to my London Marathon 2025 training blog! I can't believe it's already time to start thinking about the iconic 26.2 miles again, but here we are! On Sunday 27th April 2025, I'll be joining thousands of other runners in Greenwich, ready to take on the challenge of the London Marathon.

This will be my third time running London. I completed it in 2019 and again in 2023, documenting the latter journey on this very blog. I like to write about it as sharing my experiences helps provide me with the motivation to get out there and follow my training program every day. This time around, I'm aiming to draw on those past experiences, push myself further, and hopefully smash a new personal best!


Reflecting on Past Experiences

One thing I learned from my previous marathons, especially the 2023 one, is the importance of consistency and pacing myself. Just like in 2023, I'll be posting regular updates on this blog. This will help hold me accountable and hopefully inspire others on their own running journeys.

Kicking off Training

To kick off my training, I headed out to my local Parkrun at Sittingbourne this weekend. It was a great opportunity to blow away the cobwebs and get a feel for running again. I managed to finish in a respectable 27:40, which I'm pretty happy with considering it's been a couple of weeks since I've done any serious running. It was also a special day as it was my daughter Emilia's first ever Parkrun! She absolutely smashed it, completing the course in an impressive 31:56. I'm so proud of her for taking on the challenge, and I know she's going to love being a part of the Parkrun community.

What's to Come

I'm excited to share my training plan, the highs and lows of my journey, and hopefully some helpful tips and insights for anyone who's also training for a marathon, particularly the London Marathon. I'll be covering everything from training runs and nutrition to gear reviews and personal reflections. I'm also keen to engage with my readers, answer your questions, and build a supportive community around this incredible journey.

So, buckle up and join me as I embark on this epic adventure! Let's make London Marathon 2025 one to remember!

Location: Sittingbourne, UK

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