So I saw a quote on someone's t-shirt this weekend that sums up really well the entire marathoning experience, as well as my weekend.
"At mile 20 I thought I was dead
At mile 22 I wished I was dead
At mile 24 I knew I was dead
At mile 26.2 I knew nothing could kill me."
I think that says it all. I can barely walk now and and pretty impressively drugged up, but I'm super proud of me, and amazed that I finished all 39.3 miles. What a weekend!
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