At last, I have managed to get movies from the Skene 2004 Motocross event online. Here are three movies produced for the NRJ MX Team:

- Start scenes
- Joakim Eliasson
- Daniel Thom

I have just finished the New York Marathon with mixed feelings. The start gave me goose bumps. The song New York, New York with Frank Sinatra sent 35 000 runners away over the Verracano Bridge. With sunshine and temperatures around 16´C, conditions were excellent for running. The first 20k were great. I held the planned pace without any problems. Entering Brooklyn was soooo cool. Loads of people cheering, bands playing at many street corners and firefighters raising their ladders draped in flags. I felt really good.

Then, just before Queensboro Bridge, I felt small stings of cold in my back. A feeling I have never felt before.I stopped to drink some Gatorade and then kept running. At the top of the bridge it felt like my legs just froze. I instantly got cramps in both my legs, from my hips and down to my heels. My only option was to walk. When I reached First Ave. I almost started to cry. The street is perfectly straight. I could see a river of runners for 6 km ahead of me. Very depressing. Somehow I got into my head that at the end of the street I would find the finish line. I kept going and drank as much Gatorade as I could. I also had some Power Gel but that had no effect. When I reached the end of the street someone told I only had 10k to go. Not a very pleasant message

When I entered Central Park I had gotten cramps in my back and both my triceps. I don't remember that much but the park seemed to be bigger than when I visited it the day before. I had to sit down twice when the pain in my shoulder got too bad.

When I crossed the finish line I needed to sleep badly. I found a pallet, lay down and dozed off. Suddenly I was shaken awake by a medic. She forced me to my feet and told me to keep walking. Every time I stopped, a medic was at my side, gave me some salt and forced me to move on. I found my wind jacket and pants, ate some candy and then managed to find a spot where the medics couldn't see me. I fell a sleep. It felt great. When I woke up it was dark. I had terrible pain in my left heel. I limped down the path to the subway and left the park.

My goal was to finish the race in 4h 15min. When the day was over I had spent 5h 36min 29 sek on the course. What a disappointment. When I look back at this experience I realise that I was badly prepared. I have to run more, longer and harder when I prepare for my next marathon.