...how could I have missed anything in my mammoth wordy post, right? Are you sick of hearing about the marathon yet? :)
1. My Dad said to me on Monday morning, "I can't believe I have a daughter who just ran a marathon. I thought you hated running. You certainly hated it in high school during volleyball and basketball. And I know you don't get this talent from me." Isn't he cute? He's right, I could line up and do sprints all day for my high school sports but despised the day we ran the mile. Interesting.
2. There were more bloody nipple sightings than I'd like to admit. I think my Mom was secretly amazed at an actual sighting.
3. I saw one dude get some HARD CORE calf cramps. He was running ahead of me and then all of a sudden he screamed out in a blood curdling cry, "I'M CRAMPING UP." And then he fell to the ground and rolled around a bit. I yelled to a spectator, "Pull his toes up for him!" and then kept running. It was a sad sight, seriously.
4. Mom said she saw one guy at mile 22 go up to his spectator wife and say, "I'm done, that's it, let's go home." And they did. I guess about 60 of the 2000 people did not finish the race. But there were 2750 people who signed up originally, so I guess 750 of them didn't even start---doesn't that seem high to you?
5. Did I mention that the rain held off until we got back to our cars? Talk about a blessing!
6. While Nate talked me through the last five miles he mentioned two things that made me laugh: "Just think of the awesome blog post you are going to write after this" and "Just picture Henry jumping up and licking the salt off your face when we get home." He knows me so well sometimes because both phrases helped me.
**Unrelated to marathoning, we are going to St. Louis this weekend for the third wedding. I am looking forward to it but I'm still wiped out from the previous two weekends. In fact, my respiratory bug has progressed into a full blown cold or something awful like that. But I will suck it up for Andy and Laura. Can you say Chase Starlight Room for the reception [my STL girls?]