Well, I did it. I can now call myself a Marathoner.
Yesterday I got back from this beautiful place.
Despite awful weather predictions, I was only sprinkled on for about 30 minutes.
I ate a good typical race day breakfast.
I took a pre-race selfie in the best race shirt I have ever gotten.
And I ran for approximately 5 hours and 20 minutes.
Matthias cheered me on at kilometers 28, 35, 39, and the finish line. And I couldn’t have done it without his support.
By the end, my time didn’t even matter. I just finished. And that is pretty darn cool.