Saturday, December 08, 2007
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Friday, December 07, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
5K 34:26 (2002)
10K 1:10:23 (2006)
12K 1:25:33 (2007)
15K 1:48:37 (2007)
Half 2:59:05 (2003)
Full 5:42:27 (2006)
Let the training and weight loss begin!
Monday, November 26, 2007
This is the race I PRd at last year. It wasn't to be this year :(
It was cool and kind of humid on Thanksgiving morning, and overcast, which was nice. I saw all the usual stuff at this race: a mariachi band, bagpipers, a steel drum duo, a guy quoting scripture at us, tons of turkey hats, several dogs (my favorite was the Rhodesian ridgeback in the Gators shirt,) and a guy in a viking helmet with horns and the whole shot. Can't quite figure that one out, but okay...Oh, and I don't know who they were, but the band playing at mile 5 ROCKED!! I'm going to have to email the RD and let them know how awesome they were. They were singing "Wild Night" as I was running by, and they were fantastic. They got a really loud "wooooo!" out of me and a Rock On hand signal. I got both back from the spectators near them, and a thumbs-up from the girl singer.
I moseyed my way to the finish line in 1:21-ish, which is 11 minutes slower than my PR and about seven minutes slower than my typical 10K time. Here are my excuses: I worked until 11 PM the night before, I hadn't run much since Marine Corps, I've put on a few pounds since last TG, and, uh, I'm lazy ;)
I looked for Slow Twin Bill, but I didn't see him this year. I did see one of the assistant managers at my work. He and his wife and 6-month old baby and in-laws were walking the 1-miler. Baby's First Turkey Trot! So I talked to them for a while before they took off.
So it was a pleasant way to spend the first part of my favorite holiday. I burned off about 1/6 of the calories I had planned to eat, then I gorged on turkey and stuffing (my mom's stuffing ROCKS!) and then I watched the Cowboys spank the Jets. So it was a fabulous day :)
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
I also am aware that I owe a race report for Marine Corps Marathon and a spectator report for Linae's Ironman victory weekend. I promise that those will come THIS WEEKEND.
But for now, this is how I spent my late morning/early afternoon:
That's right, it's my Nationally-Renowned apple pie (by nationally-renowned, I mean people in four states know it and love it.) I only make this once a year (twice if someone asks nicely/guilts me into it at Christmastime.) Once a year for the same reason I only make my sugar cookies once a year: not because it's difficult; it's just a huge pain in the ass working with the dough :-P
If anybody wants some, most of you know how to get here ;)
Doing a 10K Turkey Trot in Clearwater tomorrow, so I'll be back and regale you all with the details of that tomorrow! Betcha can't wait!
Friday, September 28, 2007
"Online"--Brad Paisley/Chris DuBois/Kelley Lovelace
I work down at the Pizza Pit (BBB)
And I drive an old Hyundai (I drive an '06 Hyundai)
I still live with my mom and dad
I'm five foot three and overweight (I'm 5'7)
I'm a sci-fi fanatic (no), a mild asthmatic (exercise-induced)
Never been to second base (well, it's been a while...lol)
But there's a whole 'nother me that you need to see
Go check out MySpace (www.myspace.com/shawnchristine)
'Cause online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm six foot five and I look damn good
I drive a Maserati, I'm a black belt in karate
And I love a good glass of wine
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell them I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online, I'm so much cooler online
I get home, I kiss my mom
And she fixes me a snack
I head down to my basement bedroom (no basement)
And fire up my Mac (PC)
In real life, the only time I've ever even been to LA
Is when I got the chance with the marching band
To play tuba in the Rose Parade (No marching band)
But online I live in Malibu
I pose for Calvin Klein, I've been in GQ
I'm single and I'm rich and I've got a set of six-pack abs
That would blow your mind
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell them I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online, Yeah I'm cooler online
When you've got my kind of stats it's hard to get a date
Let alone a real girlfriend
But I grow another foot and I lose a bunch of weight
Every time I log in
If you really listen to his songs, the funny ones as well as the serious ones, in my opinion, Brad Paisley is the best songwriter in any genre in the past 20 years. And he's the best damn guitar picker in music today!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
As for me not blogging, well, not much has been happening. My toe is healed, and I'm back to training for Marine Corps Marathon. I'm still plugging away in school, going for the so-far elusive 140 wpm jury charge (still working on 120 in literary (my nemesis) and Q&A. Getting close on those two.) Still working at the Hellhole two days a week. And my two favorite managers are leaving, so THAT should make things fun :-P Basically, my life is school, work, run, repeat. But I'll try to check in here at least once a week, just for grins.
Big Sur has been postponed for our group, so I'm going to Mardi Gras Marathon in February in New Orleans with Kay from Winter Garden instead. And then I'm going to run Country Music Marathon in Nashville at the end of April, the same weekend as Big Sur. I'd also like to do a fall 2008 marathon, of course, but I'm not sure which one. My friend Kirsten from Indy, who we met at Kiawah last December, is trying to raise interest in Mount Desert Island Marathon in Bar Harbor, Maine. I must admit, I'm intrigued...Damn, I hate when people put little nigglings of ideas into my head!
Dixie, my semi-evil kitty, is doing very very well. She's fat (sorta) and healthy and currently sleeping on a plastic grocery bag that was laying on my bed. Weirdo.
I'm currently reading Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky. I'm enjoying it so far, but I'm not quite a quarter of the way through it. I haven't had a ton of free time to read lately, but I try to get a few pages in every day.
Over my summer break, I became obsessed with The Office. I watched all three seasons in a two-week span of time, so I'm really looking forward to the new season this Thursday. Yeah, I need a life...
I went to Orlando with Linae on Sunday to watch Nancy do the Disney Triathlon. Nancy was fabulous! Took third in her division! Awesome, as always. And I'll be cheering Linae on in just a few weeks in Panama City Beach at Ironman Florida. Which reminds me: I need to pick up some kazoos...
Monday, August 13, 2007
It's kind of a lame story (according to Wilson, tonight's closing manager at the Hellhole, who said I should change it to something more exciting.) As I was getting ready to go to work, I tripped over one of the several baby gates we have in the house to keep the animals contained to whatever rooms they're supposed to be in. I trip over these gates all the time; that's nothing new. However, I caught my pinkie toe just right on this one (I was wearing socks but no shoes.) It hurt so bad, I had to sit down, and then I took my sock off and saw that the toe was cocked way out to the side. THAT'S when I started to cry! I think I freaked out a little--I thought it was broken, and I had never broken a bone before, and I was thinking about that damn marathon coming up in two weeks, and the one after it in October. So my mom helped me tape it up, I called work and told Wilson I'd be a little late, I washed my face, put on a slipper, and went to work.
Just thought I'd share with all of you before I go ice it and then tape it back up ;) I don't think it's broken as I can still move it and bend it like normal. It just hurts like a bitch when I do it. So I'll give it a few days rest and see what happens. Hopefully Tupelo is still in the cards for me.
So that was my excitement for the day...
Saturday, August 04, 2007
I was sitting on the couch earlier this afternoon, and my mom, who had been working out in the yard, went to take a shower. She was almost out of the kitchen when I heard, "HOLY SHIT! SNAKE!!" She didn't have her glasses on, so I thought there was some string, or maybe something from one of the trees one of us had tracked in. Nope. Sure as shit, there was a goddamn SNAKE in our dining room! Of course, we're a bunch of sissy-girls, so we're freaking out, saying, "What do we do? What do we do?" Then Mom went across the street to get our neighbor, Jim, who swept it out the front door. That's what I do to the lizards when they get in the house; I don't know *why* I didn't think about doing that with the snake. Panic, probably ;)
So now, we're looking around all the corners before we walk anywhere in the house. Ick.
In other news, my alarm didn't go off this morning for the second day in a row, so I'm guessing I need a new one. So I got up 45 minutes later than I had intended, making my 7 mile run start at 7:45. I did 6 miles instead. I probably could have eked out another mile, but I was starting to feel wiped out and I really didn't care anymore. Tomorrow, I attempt 16. I'm supposed to be at 18, but I got sidetracked by the hotspot I had to let heal. So we'll see how that goes... :-P
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
*You carry a water bottle everywhere
*You can use the words "easy" and "10 miles" in the same sentence
*You return from vacation more exhausted than when you left
*Your shoes have more miles on them than your car does
*Ibuprofen is your recreational drug of choice
*You have hundreds of safety pins scattered around your house
*You can correctly pronounce names like "Khalid Khannouchi" and "Meb Keflezighi"
*You shower about 12 times a week
*You have a watch tan line that never goes away
*You own spandex in more than one color
*You have chafing in strange places (aaaaaaaand how!!)
*You haven't bought new work clothes in two years but you own running shorts by every manufacturer under the sun
*Your heart rate is below 50 and you are not dying
*You try to convince people to run a 5K because it's "only" three miles (guilty...)
*Your watch is more expensive and more complicated than your car
I *WILL* run tomorrow. I have a marathon to prepare for in less than a month.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Decided to take this week off from running due to my most recent Injury of Idiocy. Hopefully I won't lose much fitness. Let's pray to the Running Gods that this thing is healed enough by at *LEAST* next Tuesday. I need as much training as I can get...
I'm halfway through the second of five weeks off from school, and I'm already going insane with boredom. Thankfully I haven't been grazing. I'll probably wind up going to the movies at some point, which I haven't done in forever. I'd like to go bowling, but not sure if I want to go by myself.
I've been watching the Tour de France a lot. I'm not a cyclist and I don't have a favorite rider, but it *is* fascinating nonetheless.
Big plans for tomorrow: Watch a movie from Netflix and a trip to Target! Yeee Haaaaw!
Friday, July 20, 2007
Well, that's it for now, Muggles! I'll catch all y'all later on :)
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
However, I got a happy surprise. In August of 2006, I found $50 in front of the service desk at work. I gave it to the manager, per BBB procedure, and he put it in an envelope with my name on it and put it in the safe. He told me if no one claimed it in 30 days, it's mine. Well, I had forgotten about it, and it somehow got stuffed to the back of the safe. Long story short, the closing manager found it Monday night while we were counting the safe, and I have $50 more in my race travel fund! Only 10 months later, but hey--it's better than a stick in the eye! WOOOO HOOOO!
I'm off school for five weeks for summer break. I go back August 21. I haven't touched my steno machine since last Thursday. I am making it a priority to get on it starting tomorrow. I want to pass my 120 wpm tests when I go back. I'm pretty close, but if I don't practice for five weeks, I may as well go back to 100 wpm. <
Training for Tupelo is not going well. It's so hot and humid out, I don't want to even go out and run. Even at 6 AM, it's about 80* and the air is so thick, it feels like you could cut it. But I gotta do it.
I'm currently reading Evening by Susan Minot. Next up is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, which I will go pick up from Borders in north Tampa on Saturday morning. Last time a HP book came out, I did the whole go to the bookstore at midnight thing. It was cute, but it would be no fun by myself. They'll hold it until the end of business Saturday, so I'll just get it then. All I can tell you is, if Harry Potter dies, I will be one pissed off girl!
Other than that, not much else is going on. Talk to y'all soon!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
I put a deadline on myself that I **MUST** pass my 120s by summer break, which starts July 14. I'm kinda close, but on days like this I wonder what the hell I was thinking when I got into this.
Rant over. Back at it.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
The 17th green of the Beacon Woods Golf Course, aka, Jim and Lydia's backyard
Monday, May 14, 2007
Forgot my sunblock yesterday and got a farmer tan (burn) on my arms.
I now have incontrovertible, real-life, actual-experience proof that I am socially retarded when it comes to guys/relationships. My fate as the Crazy Cat Lady is all but sealed.
I'm about ready to start running again. I've had just over a week off completely. It feels wonderful to not have to keep training for yet another marathon. Of course, training for Marine Corps starts in July (when the weather is just lovely in Florida...) but I'll probably have forgotten how friggin' long a marathon actually is by that point ;) Anyway, I'm planning on running Tuesday morning.
Well, that's all I've got in the way of pointless, random thoughts this morning. Except for the ones about Keith Urban, but nobody wants to hear those...
I hope all the moms out there had a great Mother's Day!
And now--I'm out!
Friday, May 11, 2007
Hey, maybe it's Ocho-Cinco (Chad Johnson) in there!
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Then I did some laundry, mostly stuff I'm taking with me, including my beloved Bermuda shorts. Girls, bring your sunglasses, because I'm unleashing my brite white legs on Cincinnati!! But, being the Midwest, I probably won't even have the whitest legs there, seeing as how mine have been exposed (although properly lubed with SPF 36) for the better part of two-and-a-half years now.
Painted my toenails a bright coraly-red (OPI Cajun Shrimp, thankyouverymuch), because, as PR Goddess Nancy T. told me in Panama City Beach, "Red is fast!" My toenails were papaya-colored in Atlanta, and look what happened to me there. We only THOUGHT it was the lack of water, killer hills, and searing unseasonable heat wave that was responsible for my demise. No, my friends, it was the pretty peach nail polish. So I'm back to red, and all shall be right in my running world again ;)
Tomorrow is packing and a bit of cleaning, maybe another easy short run, and then lots of nothing.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Got this from Una's blog. Guess what finger I *thought* I'd be?? ;)
|You Are a Ring Finger|
You are romantic, expressive, and hopeful. You see the best in everything.
You are very artistic, and you see the world as your canvas. You are also drawn to the written word.
Inventive and unique, you are often away in your own inner world.
You get along well with: The Pinky
Stay away from: The Index Finger
Shut the hell up!!
Sunday, April 15, 2007
I'm back, and alive (barely).
I think I could have handled EITHER the hills *OR* the heat *OR* the pollen,but mix them together, and you have a recipe for disaster, at least for me. I have truly never been more miserable in my life. I would have started crying,but there was not enough moisture (or salt) in my body to form tears. I was extremely unpleasant toward the end--I even snapped at one of those annoyingTeam in Training motivational people. Bouncing around looking all cute and clean and wearing her half marathon finisher's medal, telling me how great I look and the finish line is JUST a half mile up the road!!! Wooo Hooo!! (smile smile smile) Shut the hell up. I KNOW what I look like. My friends (Daria and Kay) TOLD me I looked like hell. Kay ran with her friend Laura, who owns the Marathon Charms booth, and even *she* said I looked terrible (I guess she saw me around mile 25) I felt like I was gonna die. There's no way I would believe I look "fantastic!!"and that I was "going strong!!" I was wandering listlessly down friggin' Peachtree Street, praying to God to not let me die on the streets of downtown Atlanta, licking my arms because I hadn't had any Lava Salts for the past 9 miles and I was worried about dying of hyponatremia(seriously).
(The story with that was I was a glutton and hoarded water at the 18-mile marker (you didn't know when you would get it again...) and I spilled some in my baggie full of Lava Salts, which dissolved the capsules and I wound up with a baggie full of powder. So I tried to lick the powder and sip water, which didn't work out so well, but I got the genius idea of pouring some water into the baggie and drinking the mixture, which tasted horrible, but worked fine. Until I dropped the baggie and it spilled all over the ground. And I wasn't quite at the point to where I would get down and lick the ground, although I thought about it briefly.)
Everything you heard was true. It was 86* when I finished. No shade for thelast 7 miles or so. NO POWERADE AT ALL ANYWHERE ON THE COURSE, even though it was heavily advertised. Water on only one side of the street, and you couldn't get to any of the tables anyway, until the half marathoners split off at mile 4. I took water with me, but it only lasted about 5 miles. No water at all between miles 3.5 and 8. A few stations ran out of cups. There were just dozens of gallon jugs of water sitting on the side of the road at one "water station." If it hadn't been for the awesome residents of Atlanta and Decatur, there would have been WAY more sick and dehydrated people than there were. They set up their own water tables, they were handing out pretzels and chips and ice, some had orange slices and gummy bears. They set up their garden hoses to spray us. They offered us beer. They rocked. It was a beautiful course, but the organization was for crap. The RD should have known better. She's run marathons before. I heard she was Jeff Galloway's right hand woman for years. You can skimp on some things, or let them slide, or whatever. I don't think water or Gatorade should be one of those things. But that's just my opinion...
The expo was craziness, but I don't care for huge crowds like that. Too many people crowded into one space for too long makes me cranky. Especially the idiots pushing strollers through those narrow little aisles, banging into people's ankles, and then not even apologizing. I *still* have bruises. We sawKaren B., who looked great. Chatted with her for a while, then wandered around a bit more before heading back to the car and trying to get to the hotel (thank you, Magellan!!)
Anyway, the tech shirt was nice, but kinda plain. The medal was okay. I'll post pictures of both soon. Atlanta was beautiful, and the people couldn't have been nicer, friendlier, or more helpful. Other than the whole crappy marathon thing, I loved it there :) I finished in 6:39 and change, about 50 minutes slower than my most recent efforts, but still not as slow as my PW. Hooray for me :)
What the hell did my $80 fee pay for? Certainly not freakin' Powerade. I am still wiped out, and I'm hoping I'll have more fun at the Pig. I'm sure it will be MUCH better organized, and, hopefully, a bit less brutal weather-wise (I've already got it on good authority that the hills aren't nearly as bad as Baltimore, which was not as bad as Birmingham or Atlanta. Atlanta was the hilliest course I've run yet.)
So, bring on the Pig, and then I am DONE!! Well, for six months, anyway :)
(Pictures are coming soon!)
Monday, April 02, 2007
I'm just very, very tired. They have me scheduled for 6 hours at the Hellhole tonight, which I may call off from because they pissed me off yesterday (when I shouldn't have even *been* there, but I digress...) I go through phases where I truly dread going in there and hate every second I spend in there.
I've also spent an inordinate amount of time in the past couple of weeks feeling sorry for myself. I haven't been running. I haven't been reading much. I have fallen way behind on my blog reading. Even my steno practicing has dropped off. I just don't want to do anything except lie around, which sucks.
Hell, maybe depression is revisiting me.
Ah, well. I'll get over it. Talk to you all later on this week with a marathon report.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
My bib number is 5985 and my name is Shawn Newton, if anyone wants to keep track of me :)
It's gonna be warm, and I'm kind of undertrained, so don't look for any land speed records from me. I'm using this as a supported training run for Flying Pig. I'm there for the tech shirt, the medal ('cuz I'm a medal ho--it's all about the bling, baby!!), and the pin in the middle of Georgia on my US map ;)
So take care, and y'all behave yourselves this weekend! I'll talk to you when I get back on Monday evening. Or Tuesday afternoon at the latest :)
Friday, March 09, 2007
I finished my book last Friday evening. Sobbed like the hyper-emotional wreck that I am (was.) My parents went out to the store and decided to bring dinner home, and my mom called to see what I wanted. She said, "What's wrong? You sound like you're breathing hard." I answered, "*sniff* N-nothing...*snuffle*" It's the rare author that can get me so involved in a story and make me actually care about fictional characters. I feel kind of silly. But I now have a better understanding of people addicted to soap operas. I once heard a girl I worked with talking on the phone, and I thought she was talking about someone she knew. Turns out it was characters on "Young and the Restless." :-P Anyway, even though I have no intention of reading book #3 (Voyager) until May, the way book #2 ended, I *had* to read the first ten pages, just to appease my curiosity. I doubt I could have made it two more months ;)
For my next book, I went with Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris, which wasn't even one of my original options. It's supposed to be hysterically funny. I'll let you know; I haven't started it yet. I used this week to get caught up on magazines that have been laying around on my desk (two issues of Self, one issue of Runner's World, one issue of Bookmarks, and three issues of Journal of Court Reporting. Fun stuff there!)
On Sunday, my parents and I went to the celebration of all things redneck (no, not the Florida State Fair, but close), the Strawberry Festival in Plant City. It was pretty fun. Watched pig races, counted mullets, and saw lots of morbidly obese people hanging around the fried candy bar stand. So it was pretty much exactly like every state fair I have ever been to (Michigan, Texas, Indiana, and Florida so far.) The Strawberry Festival's big draw is strawberry shortcake, which was so tasty, it made my eyes roll back in my head. And anytime I go to a fair, I *must* get a corndog (mustard only, please) and a lemon shake-up. We got two flats of strawberries on the way out, and then realized that two people would never be able to eat all of them before they go green and fuzzy, so we gave a flat to our neighbors. And we've been making homemade strawberry shortcake and chocolate dipped strawberries for a week. Not to mention I've been popping plain strawberries like they're candy. Yummmm....Florida has the BEST strawberries I've ever tasted :)
I watched one of the two Netflix movies I've had for six weeks, Invincible. It was a really good movie. Being a Disney movie, I was prepared for a lot more schmaltz than I got :) I'm watching Nacho Libre tonight. I know it will be completely stupid, but that's why I got it.
I spent a load of money over the weekend. I ordered my Big Orange shoes (see previous post) from Road Runner Sports, and a bottle of my perfume. I was very excited that they FINALLY came out with an eau de parfum; the "fragrance spray" I've been using doesn't last very long on me. Not that anyone's been sniffing me lately...
I also got my airfare to Cincinnati for Flying Pig, and I sent in my check for the guaranteed entry to Marine Corps Marathon.
Worked at the Hellhole Saturday night and Monday night. It wasn't horrible. I got to work with my buddy Paige, which is always fun. How sad is it that my best "work friend" is a 17-year-old girl?? I think the fact that everyone I work with is so young (most of the people I work with are 18-24) is the reason I don't always realize that I'm as old as I am. I once told my friends Melanie and Amy (who are 32 and 36, respectively) that I would get messages on my Myspace page from 37 and 38-year-old guys, and I would think, "Why is this 'old' guy messaging me?" Oh, wait--I'm 32....And it's REALLY strange that I think that because I *like* older guys. My ex-husband is 48 now. I probably won't go THAT much older than me next time, but still...
All right, I'm rambling now. Sorry. This weekend has me running 15 miles in preparation for the ING Atlanta Marathon in two weeks, and working a nice, short, five-hour shift on Saturday, and giving the Great Dane a bath on Sunday. And practicing as much as I can stand it :) Which will *still* not be enough.
Have a great weekend!
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
After some calculations, I realized that I would need new shoes after Flying Pig. And, uh, I like to plan ahead. Way, WAY ahead...
They look like they'll be fast though, huh? :)
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Friday, March 02, 2007
I've got about 75 pages left in the book I'm reading, Dragonfly in Amber by Diana Gabaldon. It's second in the Outlander series. This book weighs in at 743 pages, so it's no small feat to only have 75 pages left! I figure I will be done with it no later than Saturday afternoon. I have all six books in the series (so far...rumor has it the author will have one, and possibly two, more) but I want to spread them out a little because I'm enjoying them so much :) I have a To-Be-Read pile as high as my waist, so I have a decision to make about what to read next. My top three right now are Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (amazingly, I've never gotten around to reading this), Widow of the South by Robert Hicks , and The City of Falling Angels by John Berendt.
School is going fine. I'm still working on my 120s. I think I'll be ready to start testing again after spring break, in three weeks. I've tested at 120 wpm twice so far, both times against my will. On the first test, I missed 216. On the second test, about two weeks later, I missed 111. So I *am* improving :) I just want there to be a chance in hell that I'm gonna pass before I waste a test (you need to miss less than 30 to pass a 120 wpm test). We had three women who opened their own reporting firm in Lakeland come in to speak with us yesterday, so I'm super-motivated to practice and get out of school and start working at a "real" job.
I still work two days a week at the Hellhole. I still hate it. I'm still doing work study with my instructor three days a week. I still enjoy it :)
Running is going well. I took last week off. My body was telling me it was exhausted after running a marathon and then a PR 15K six days later. My next race is Bay to Bay 12K on March 18, and then the ING Georgia Marathon on March 25 in Atlanta.
No big plans for the weekend. I have a couple of Netflix movies I need to watch, Nacho Libre and Invincible. I've had them both for over a month, so I'm not getting my money's worth doing that ;)
Well, that's it from here. I'll post again if anything exciting happens. If it doesn't, I'll talk to y'all next Friday :)
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Mom and I finshed the race in 1:48:37, which is a huge PR for me. Of course, I ran Mercedes Marathon in Birmingham six days before, so I didn't know what my legs would be capable of. I bet I could've gone sub-1:45 had I been on fresh legs!