Well, that marathon wasnt a lot of fun. I threw up at the top, maybe nerves and upset stomach. I tripped in a hole, minor injury. Got a tight knot in my quad mile 7, maybe small tear. A bee flew in my top and stunk me on the breast. There were good things: Don met me at the bottom of the canyon with new hat and sunglasses. Sylvia and Melia (?) met me on Wasatch and walked with me for support and that was huge I was ready to quit. Bev and Ethan Bawden came out to support me on the route. Camille came and ran/walked, mostly walked, for about a mile. The best part; Camille and the grand-kids, except Patrick and baby, who came too, ran across the finish line with me. The marathon Gods tried to defeat me today, but I slowly defeated them. Take that!
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 23:20:05 +0000
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