First I have to say I have the best husband ever! He seriously has been so supportive of my running and especially this marathon! I couldn't not have done it without him. You really are the best and I love you!
So 4 am Carson wakes up crying and kicking his legs all over in his pack and play...I'd like to compare it to weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth. I decide to just get up and get dressed. Carson yells my name repeatedly Mommy...Mommy....Mommy...Mommy.
Kamrie wakes up...why is carson yelling? Mom what are you eating?
A power bar.
Can I have it?
Sure Kamrie eat all of mom's only nutrition just before she embarks on 26.2 mile adventure.
4:30 am get on a shuttle to the park. We get dropped off and wait 10 minutes for another bus to take us to the top of the canyon.
6 am we get to the start line. I "powder my nose" 3 times and needed to a 4th time, but had no time left.
7am - Race starts!
Mile 1-15 such a blur
Mile 15 - 21 feeling good and loving it!
Mile 22 - 26 I want to die...whose idea was was this? Why didn't someone talk me out of this?10:30 am - I finish and want to never walk again...I can barely feel my legs. My time was 3:26:15 and I'm in some pain. I need to throw up, I need to sit down, I need to get out of this park full of marathoners all at once.
We live happily ever after.
Kamrie says mom will you carry me to the car?Yeah Kam hop on so we can crumble to the ground.
But I carry her on my back anyway because I am a push over and I put her down and her outfit is really really wet from my sweat. Gross I know! So she asks for a change of clothing.
The End
P.S. Thanks again to all of my friends and family who have supported and encouraged and ran with me along the way! It's like I always say no man is an island...or something like that. :)
