Ok so I know none of you wanted to read my lame intro but there it was. Hopefully some pretty pictures will make up for it.
The course was sandy and wet the first half and I couldn't wait to get on the pavement after twisting ankles and avoiding huge puddles. My friend said I was running somewhere between 8-9 minute miles the first half (I didn't wear a garmin on purpose just wanted to run without pressure) my lungs felt great since I was at sea level but my legs got so tired from the sand and uneven terrain and little hills that the second half was way slower and my last few mile were more like 11-12 min/miles. All said and done I ran it in 2:09 and I can say I left it all out there! My friend said I pulled her along the first half and I told her the only reason I didn't walk parts of the 2nd half was because of her. We actually finished this one together!! That never happens!
I came home to a son with a bruised finger, bump and scratch on the forehead, but he seemed happy and he cuddled with me for half an hour which never happens!!! I also went to pour myself some cereal the next morning only to cover it with soured milk, I think hubs got a new appreciation for what I do and he has been helping a lot more around the house since I've been back. So even if I was exhausted and home sick I think it might have been good for "us". I think I even successfully fought off a cold. Luckily the Ebola scare in the Boston airport was a false alarm! My BFF was the rock through all of this and I'm glad she convinces me to do these crazy trips with her because I learn something new about myself every time.