I am really excited to be running the Nike Women’s Half Marathon in DC on Sunday. Great friends are converging on DC, the high is 71 degrees and spring is in full bloom in DC. It’s going to be a great weekend.
My first full marathon was at Nike Women’s San Francisco in the fall of 2009. It was a laughably painful 26.2 miles. These images from that day are fuzzy and out of focus, but I love them. The one with my mom is my favorite. Post-race I was really dehydrated and my head felt so fuzzy. My face looks ashy and I know that my mom was really worried about me. Despite feeling so miserable, I remember sitting there sipping Coca Cola, slowly coming back to life, and being so pleased that I had earned that mylar blanket. Is there really any better feeling than being wrapped up in a mylar blanket after a marathon?