Tony Mangan Breaking the 48 Hour Indoor Running World Record

By: Tony Mangan. March 27, 2007

I felt the Japanese runners eyes burning holes through my back. We were in the latter hours of the Brno 48 hour indoor international endurance race in the Czech Republic. 

He was probably wondering who was this upstart. I had googled him last week and knew he was a member of their gold medal-winning team from the world 24 hour championships in Taiwan. He had finished 7th there. I was 16th.

I moved to the left he moved to left. He was waiting for me to go. “Cat and mouse”. I was in no hurry, as I had a nice lead of about 10km. I stopped to send a mothers day sms message! Kenjai grunted and charged off. This was his 3rd attack of the 4 he had mounted on me. Knowing he was nearing his limit this time I went with him just to show him I was feeling very strong. It was a short attack. Just one lap of the 250 meter concrete track of the indoor arena. Eyeballs- out-stuff, we ran it in about 70 seconds but it seemed sub 60. Most of my other laps were in the 1:30 to 1:40 region. At the end of this lap his hand went up in the air, almost as a sign of submission. I had managed to fend off his 2 previous attacks, lapping him a few times when he faded. I never did get to send that mothers day message but later my mam had said. “Son that was the best present any mother could have wished for!”

We jogged on for a couple of hours, towards the never-ending finish. Refreshed with about 2 hours to go we spoke for the first time. He told me not to worry that he wanted to go through 400km in style. Still, I had to take this seriously as anything could happen to me giving him an outside chance of victory. He lifted his pace gradually, adrenalin filled, running through the pain barrier. I was watching him carefully from the opposite side of the track matching his pace. He was running clad in his white Japanese singlet and blue shorts with a forward leaning style which was easy to pick out amongst the other runners.

I started this race wearing my Dublin clubs Metro St. Brigids singlet for the first 14 hours. As it was St. Patricks’ day at midnight on the first day I changed into my Irish national singlet. This was first time in 20 years as a member of my club I didn’t wear my clubs colours for a non-championship race. It was my plan to change back at midnight, but I decided I didn’t want to change the luck of the Irish.

After 2 hours I was in 26th place of the 51 runners. As the hours ticked slowly by I was gradually moving up the standings, passing other runners, one by one. I felt like a grand prix driver moving up through the grid. By the 24 hour mark I was 3rd place, later getting a presentation for that competition within a competition;223km run, almost identical to the distance I covered in the Verona European championships 6 months earlier, finishing 9th. For once the weather could be guaranteed for a race. The arena which is usually used for expos had been heated to 17degrees C.

I wondered what my friends and family were doing at home. My club, MSB were hosting the St. Patricks’ Day KBC assets 4 mile road race in the Phoenix Park. It would be nice to run a shorter race sometime I thought. I don’t like to listen to an audio device during these races - preferring to concentrate on form, style and pace - besides a radio is never far from my ear in real life and it makes for a nice rest.