I don’t yet have the pictures of me from the half marathon, although I’m not sure how great they’ll be since I surprised my husband by being ahead of schedule at the spots where he waited.
I suspect the half marathon pics won’t look too different than these pictures from last week’s 5k. I’m getting teased by my in-laws because I was so chipper and grinning at the top of the hills where everyone else was miserable. Just after mile 11, my sister-in-law texted to her mom and brother that I looked great, not tired at all. I also did high fives to any kid along the route who had their hands out and thanked everyone out with sprinklers and hoses. Did I mention it was 85 degrees out? Really hot for a race. Even the winner, a guy from Kenya, said it was hot and he wasn’t comfortable.
I think I must like running.
I’ll try to do a mini race recap for the half in another post. I don’t want to forget how I felt or what I experienced.
Here’s a picture of me at the start of the 5k. I’m in purple.
Here’s the finish:
So, yah, I’m a grinning idiot. I think it’s because I wasn’t allowed to run around in that free way wee kids do, and now it’s all joy.