5am. Like the other 409 athletes running this morning's Malta Marathon, I wake for a light breakfast: toast and coffee. By 7am, Warren and I are on our way to Mdina, where the start-line awaits. We meet a few friends around, I get my first birthday wishes for the day, and after a few minutes (very few minutes) of warm-up, we get off our warm clothing and get ready for the start. I join Ruben, with whom I ran most of my long runs, with the intent of making the first few kilometres together before I try to get off at a slightly faster pace. As we make our way in the midst of the crowd towards the start-line, my emotions are already on a high. This is it. The day I've been dreaming of. This is my first Marathon. For the first few kilometres, it feels good. Apart from the fact that most of the start is downhill, I am still fresh. All through the first loop in Ta' Qali, both Ruben and I manage to keep pace with Charmaine, Steve, and some other runners we know. But by the the t
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