Today was the Route 66 Marathon. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I’d originally planned to run the full marathon, but I wound up dropping down to the half instead so I could pace my friend Lynda, who was running her first half-marathon.
Lynda crossed the finish line and earned her finisher’s medal, and our friend Terriann ran the full marathon, beating her old PR by a good 20 minutes. She’s been kicking my butt all season, and I can promise you that if I’d run the full marathon, I would have been at least 10 minutes behind her. I am so proud of her and Lynda both.
While I was waiting for Terriann, I saw a bunch of my Fleet Feet buddies crossing the finish line. Way to go, guys — as Coach Paul says: M4 ROX!
The finishers’ medals were really pretty. I’ll take a picture of mine and post it later, along with some race photos. Right now, Ron is taking me out to buy a bicycle. I promised myself I’d take up cycling after this run. I’m giving vague thought to a full marathon before the season is over, but I haven’t decided whether I want to mess with it. We’ll see how things go.
In the meantime, you, dear reader, owe me a block. Go walk it. I want to see you at the finish line in OKC.