Marrakech was more than a race abroad; for many of us it was an unforgettable experience. Staying, as we did, in the middle of the old Medina part of the city, our riad was like an oasis of calm amongst streets of chaos. Frequent visits to the souks resulted in much haggling and some good purchases such as shoes, oils, teapots, scarves, mirrors, cloaks and daggers !

The race itself was surprisingly orderly (apart from a total absence of pre-race loos), and a flat course that circled the city for most of the way. The weather was disappointingly English and puddles had to be dodged or splashed through, but a good temperature for running, and all 14 Mel’s Milers completed the half marathon distance to get the medals, dates and satsumas at the end. Chip times ranged from 1:45 to 2:19 and considering the assortment of injuries, replacement hip etc. being carried, this was a great achievement by all.

The post-race massages in the riad were just what were needed, and a brisk walk in the mountains the day after was good for stretching the legs and filling the lungs with fresh air. View the Marrakech photo album here.