Well I did it, and I wasn’t last. I’m happy with my time of 2 hours and 40 minutes. My brother finished in 1 hour and 53 minutes. Do you see how much taller he is than I am??? He claims it doesn’t make a difference, but clearly he’s wrong.

The run went pretty good. I’m a little surprised at my pace, because it’s a full minute and half per mile better than any of my long runs so far. Perhaps not having the dogs running with me made a difference? Or it could have been that I wasn’t trailing a kid on a scooter who needs to stop to ask me a question every block? Or maybe it was the fact that my sister-in-law and my nephew, Connor, came out and ran me in for the last minute. They pushed up my pace to a 9 minute mile! Whatever it was, I’ll take it.

And to the guy who pulled me aside after the race to tell me that he tried to catch up to me at the end, but just couldn’t, THANK YOU! That was awesome!