As you can probably see my feet are pretty beat up... if you can't see that then click on the photo and check out the bigger version of Flickr. I won't claim to have run all 26 miles but I did move myself under my own power without using any wheels.
My half-marathon time was probably pretty good. I think I actually beat Etta to that point. She whooped up on me in the second half. I walked a big part of it and I think she finished a half hour or so ahead of me. I really don't remember what my final time was, I managed a sprint for the last three blocks and about all I could see was the orange timing pad I had to cross and Etta smiling at me. It was great having her there waiting for me. There's no way that I could or would have done this without her. And now I never have to run again.
Tomorrow morning I'm going out to do the Helvetia Half Marathon. Etta was supposed to do it with me but she's come down with a bug so I'll be on my own. I go back and forth between kind of enjoying running and thinking it's a pretty dumb idea. I'm sure tomorrow I'll experience the full range of feelings on that topic.
Update: The results have been posted. I didn't do too badly:
|CITY, STATE||Portland, OR|
|AGE DIV||54 / 109|
|PLACE OVERALL||514 /2527|
|SEX OVERALL||362 / 927|
|TIME TO SPLIT||0:51:31|
Oh my am I tired. Etta and i got up at 6am to go for a nine mile run. The weather was great and I was finally dressed properly for it. Last week I'd done a really bad job of pacing myself and spent the last two miles dieing. Today I said that I'd try to run with Etta the whole time. It went pretty well but at about the six mile mark my knees were bothering me I realized that I needed to open it up a bit. She did a surprisingly good job of keeping up with me. When we got back we both felt surprisingly good, until we realized we'd left the keys in the car. Etta;s mom was nice enough to pick us up and take us home to get the keys and then take us over for breakfast. And then pay for it when we realized we'd left our wallets in the car too.
Update: turns out there was a screw up in the route they gave. We only did 8 miles.
It's been a pretty full weekend. Saturday morning I went with Etta on a 7 mile run. That's a new distance record for me and I felt surprisingly good. This morning I went for a forty or fifty mile ride with Steven out to Sauvie's Island. I'm feeling beat after that. Tonight Etta and I had a date to go to the symphony and I was afraid I was going to be snoring in the middle of it but with the help of a cup of coffee I managed to stay awake and enjoy it.