My first marathon. Växjö Marathon.

After four five kilometres I took a hold on a steady back that ran uniformly as a bell. I had a pacer and I hold on to this veteran until I could not. At 35 kilometres my energy was drained. I had to struggler some and in the same time the old man picked up the pace and flow away. Later I learned that the veteran runner I had used as a pacer was K-G Nyström. One man, of a handful of men that could be named as Mr Marathon in Sweden. I finished the race in 3hours and 50minutes. I believed I would never be able to run quicker than that, but I where certain about that it would be possible to run longer ; -)