THANK YOU everyone for all your love and support- I've said it before, but I'll say it again- having good hearts on my side means the world to me.
My dad referred to the run as a "journey of discovery", and I think that's a pretty good description. Some moments better than I could have imagined, some worse.
When I finished the whole thing, there was a reporter there who asked me how I felt.
"Well..." I told him, "um... pretty thirsty." I was.
After I had some water, I realized I felt some other stuff too. ; )
Anyway, I'll write that down one of these days here in the not too distant future. For now, I'm showered, wearing non-running clothes, and holding out hope for a glass of sangria.
