Well, I finished. Not in the spectacular style I would have liked, and 13 minutes off of the 2 hours I had hoped for. But let me tell you something, I think I hallucinated that last mile, I can't even be sure that I ran it. Part of me thought I floated with lead feet, part of me was concentrating on my breathing, counting breaths in and out, breathing hard when my left foot struck to avoid the stitch that was trying to come. Was I disappointed with my time, you bet! It was like New Delhi today, and if they ever have a marathon in India, I know I would be able to do it. The humidity prevented me from cooling down. I poured water over my head every rest station, chugged Accelerade every chance I could and I still felt like I needed to die by the end.
All I can say is I finished, I don't even want to recount it. I was happy when I finally found Brad. I was happy to hear that I wasn't the only one who had a tough time. The general consensus was it was to frickin humid to run today. I'd have to agree....
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I could totally run a marathon. Give me a week and I might just finish by day 6 or so! :D
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