(Mile 6 lookin good)
(mile 11.. felling ok. Dont worry, we beat the man in flannel pants)
(mile 16, and our mother with a crazy plastic bag hat, im out of the picture because im crying..)
(mile 24... I feel like death)
The END! I felt pretty bad.. but we were happy it was over!
We got a cool finishers medal and t- shirts. Although it was my first marathon, it is officially my last. Im hanging up my running shoes and retiring... Love you kim.. thanks for everything!
3 comments:
HAHAHAHAHA!I LOVE IT! I love the mile 16 caption that says you're not in the picture because you're crying! hehehe! Oh man, I seriously cannot imagine running 26 friggin miles! wowwwww..........
You both are my heros. I'm sooo impressed. Good job for stickin' it out. I bet it's like child birth, when it's over you swear that it will NEVER happen again but then for some crazy reason it does. All totally worth it!
P.S. I think the plastic hat rivals your Dad's turbini!
way to go, Jess. It has been fun getting to know you better. The marathon is DEFINETLY like childbirth (if you are wondering).
It is horrible, but for some reason, we choose to keep doing it over and over again.
We are crazy!!
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