Finished!!!!

Well, after 16 weeks, 356 miles, and a lot of sweat and pain, I've finally run a marathon.

Check that one off the ol' life list.

The first half was great--I ran it in about 2 hours. Then, after crossing that 13.1 mile mark, I kind of thought to myself, "I really don't feel like doing that again." But, alas, I had no choice. The same distance took me almost 3 hours on the back end as the sun rose overhead and the temperature climbed to about 85 degrees. I ran across the finish line 4 hours and 54 minutes after crossing the start line--promising myself I would never do that again.

God only knows if that promise-made-under-duress will stand the test of time.

We're leavin' on a jet plane...

We're off to Chicago for the marathon. I'm feeling good. Luke is stretching as I write. Too cute. I'll write more from the Windy City!