So the race basically went like this:
Around mile 7, my thoughts looked a bit like this:
"Oh dear. I can't go another 20 miles! I need to stop. Now. But I have people waiting to see me. Oh dear."
And at mile 8, my thoughts looked like this:
"Where is the next first aid station? Maybe I can just stop and they can drive me back....Water? Yes, please. I think I'll just walk through this water stop."
And at mile 9, my thoughts looked like this:
"Don't walk again!"
"Nevermind. Go ahead and walk. Just make it to the finish line. Just...finish...just...finish..."
And at mile 10...my thoughts still looked like this:
"Why did I have to tell people I was running this? Now I have to finish. Dang it."
Ah...such is life! Honestly, I think my iron was really low. I don't usually feel that weak, but I am experienced enough to know what low iron feels like. I have started to take iron pills now, so we'll see if I feel better when I start running again today.
Despite the disappointing race, we still had a really fun weekend. My parents came into town to watch, and it was really fun to hang out with them! I have tons of pictures!
Day 1: Fenway Park Tour.
On our way to the Green Monster Seats!
Delightful view from the GM.
I wish there was an actual game going on...
Look at my happy parents!! I love those smiles.
It turns out our tour guide played on the 1968 NBA Championship team. Rick Weitzman was a good old Boston Celtic! Of course, my dad spotted the ring.
My co-worker's hubby works at Patagonia. They made a sign for me for the race and posted it in the window of Patagonia!! :) Thanks LO!
Day 1: Marathon Expo.
Day 2: Visit with the Jensen's.
Jenna and Tyrel came into the city to watch the marathon. We met up with them on Sunday and wandered around Boston Commons. It was so great to see them, meet Bennett for the first time, and catch up.
I couldn't get enough of little Bennett...so cute! I wanted to take him home with us.
We walked by AllSaints, a clothing store with loads of old sewing machines in the window. My mom loved it. She was so happy to take a picture.
Day 3: Marathon Monday.
Waiting for the T...
Ha. Here I am...ready to run. Or so I thought.
Mile 26...
Oh man. I am just so glad I finished that race...that is one for the record books!
Either way, I had so much support from family, friends, and coworkers. Thank you everybody for cheering me on!!!