My second Half Marathon took place 4 weeks after my first one.
I REALLY wanted to kick that things butt, however, it ended up kicking mine.
I had planned on running it at least 15-20 minutes faster than the month before, judging by the pace I was keeping before we left, but I was left dehydrated the night before, and it really knocked me on my ass. My goal the night before as I headed to bed, was to just show up at the start line, and do the best I could with the way I felt.
I did cross the finish line, with my Man by my side, like he always is.
I do not know what I would do without him.
He gives me more strength and determination than I can even express.
Pork Tacos and Beer.
I just stuck to the grape tomatoes.
2:29:35
Pace
11:26
Which is just a few minutes faster than Salt Lake.
Not my goal, but I am still very proud of myself,
because I gave it my all.
We have displayed our numbers, that are in sequence next to each other
so I can always look back and remember our awesome adventures.
Nice loot bad!
This is only the stuff we received after the race,
we also had a bunch of goodies they gave us the day before at registration.
I was anxious to see the 3 ring circus,
but also very grateful for the past 4 days
Gabe and I had together.
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