Caleb and I have tried to run 2 marathons together in the past: Phoenix and Salt Lake. Both marathons ended in tragedy for me. I was deathly ill from my "yet to be diagnosed" celiac disease in Phoenix and spent 5 hours on the course (half of that time was spent going potty). Salt Lake City was another nightmare; I ran 6, walked 8, and finally gave up without finishing because of a foot injury. Caleb and I decided that the third time would be the charm! We both trained for months to run in the St. George Marathon 2012. Unfortunately, Caleb's knee started causing him problems a couple of weeks before the race. We thought the gods may be speaking to us: "You two are not supposed to run marathons together!" Caleb decided to run on one good knee, and headed down to St. George on Friday night with me and Dad.
|We hung out at the Expo on Friday night. I bought myself a skin-tight pair of black calf sleeves to wear the next day. I was hoping they would cut off the circulation in my legs so I wouldn't feel the pain during the race. They didn't work. :)|
|I woke up the next morning to Dad's camera. He got pictures of everything . . . even my success in the bathroom! Wink. Wink.|
|Caleb was thrilled to have a photo taken of himself getting the perfect racing hair style!|
|Next photo opportunity was down in the hotel lobby. Dad got me practicing my stride. He was such a champ waking up at 4:00 am to drive Caleb and me to the busses.|
|Caleb, Marisa, Jill and I after the race.|
|In case you are wondering why I'm being so immodest . . . I hid some Blue Bunny Ice Cream bars in my top for later. Bet you can't even tell!|
|Cheers! Nothing like a Diet Coke after 26.2 miles. Nothing could've tasted better (except for that bacon cheeseburger and fries). The End!|