Sloooooooooooooooooow and Steady Wins the Race

Well I didn’t quite win the race, or even come close, but I finished! Woo-hoo!!!! Sunday was the big day, and the saying that “if you don’t like the Texas weather, just wait 5 minutes” proved true once again. Saturday – 80 degrees, sunny, warm. Sunday – heavy mist/light rain, windy, cloudy, 40 degrees. Lovely.

The roads were slick and my arms and hands were cold and numb, but I survived. My goal was to finish hopefully by 3:30. I actually finished at 3:26, so I was pleased. Yes, that’s 3 hours and 26 minutes. I walked the entire thing. It didn’t break records by any means, but at least I wasn’t the last one. Whew!

I’m glad it’s over. I’m glad I did it. I’m glad it’s over. Oh, I think I said that already.

And big props to the over-50 crowd! My Dad (on the left sporting the goofy—must be genetic—thumbs up) and his friend, Mark, both ran the half marathon and finished with some impressive times – 2:12 and 1:57. Not bad for a couple of baby boomers.

Also congrats to my friends, Laura and Mike, who finished as well. No pictures, since it was hard to spot them in the crowd of 11,000.

I don’t see another full marathon in my near future (at least until the small children stage of life is over). But, I definitely want to do another half. In fact, my favorite part of the entire race was taking that turn for the half route, while the fools (I mean fulls) had to keep going straight.