I was really suprised I didn't see even one bleeding nipple. I was however promised that I would see at least one person broken down on the curb crying...He never breaks a promise. I did see that person. I was truely ecstatic that it wasn't me. I hit my wall early. It nearly defeated me. But I pushed through that styrofoam and at mile 22 I actually felt fresh again. I was in uncharted territory and I knew I was nearing the end. I kissed my daughter who was waiting at the 26 mile marker and then with everything left in me I sprinted to the finish. As I got to the blue rug I stopped, got down on all fours, and crawled across that sweet finish. I really just wanted the pics of me crawling across. You can check them out at marathonfoto.com Just pick route 66 then enter bib number 1523. They were quite funny. I think there are more crawling photos than upright photos.
I am proud of each and every runner that showed up to tell that marathon his/her name and then spit on it. We kick that marathons butt. Good job guys.
I am proud of each and every runner that showed up to tell that marathon his/her name and then spit on it. We kick that marathons butt. Good job guys.
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Way to go Erin. You kicked butt. I wish I could have witnessed you crawling across the finish.
How many people rushed over to see if you were OK?
You and all of Team Bean kicked some butt Sunday!
Hey Kidney Bean, I was with Lisa and family as you passed mile 26. You looked good there. I was happy and proud of you to see you doing so well.
You actually don't look to be in enough agony to be crawling. In my finish line pictures I look like I am in pain. I should have crawled.
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