After training and running for almost a year, marathon weekend finally came! New shoes, dozens of gel packs, 2 MRIs, weeks of physical therapy, 40-60 miles of running a week, and many many blisters had all added up to this one day... 10.10.10. Couldn't believe it actually happened. James, my running buddy Elizabeth and I drove 7 hours to get to Chicago... along with 45,000 other people who were dedicated to racing that weekend. I don't know if I've ever worked so hard for something or pushed through so many obstacles.
It was 5 hours and 45 minutes of tortuous running before I finally crossed the finish line. By that point I was just glad that I hadn't died of heat exhaustion, dehydration, or physical exertion. Oh and did I mention it was HOT HOT HOT that day? ick.
Well here are the pictures to prove it...
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