|View out of our condo|
|Sabrina at mile 3|
|Sabrina at mile 13. That sign is rad!|
|Claire at mile 17|
|Sabrina at mile 17|
|Stretching after the race. Ouch!|
|Cute couple on the boat|
|Eric and Sabrina on the boat.|
|Walking around the city on hobbled legs.|
The race was amazing though. There were SO many people there. Also, so many people were running for spectacular causes, with really inspiring things written on their shirts. I saw a blind runner, a runner who had lost 150 pounds, runners with cancer, people running for people that they had lost, or who were very sick. I even saw a group of spectators cheering on their friend who was running for Epilepsy. I was excited to see them, so I looked at them and gave them a thumbs up and yelled "Epilepsy!". They looked at me very strangely.
I felt strong until mile 19, when I pretty much started to fall apart. My legs felt like they were filled with cement, and I felt like I couldn't go on. But, I did. Slowly. I finished in a 4:54, which was almost a half hour slower than I was aiming for. I'm pretty sure I don't want to run another marathon for a few years. If ever. I think the half marathon is the perfect length for me. At least I got a wonderful vacation out of it!