I got everything ready the night before. I actually ended up wearing different shorts (because "they" say not to do anything different on race day, and I hadn't worn those undies in awhile, and I for sure did not want to be pulling wedgies for six miles).
Getting ready to leave for the race. It was still pretty chilly out. I had a blueberry crisp Clif bar, which was entirely too sweet for early in the morning.
My faithful chauffeur and photographer. I love him.
At the starting line. Very, very nervous.
Rounding the final corner...a really nice man had just run by and said "Ok girls, this is go time. Sprint for it." So I did. His motivation was exactly what I needed at that time.
Catching some sunshine....this warmer weather is amazing.
So tired now...wishing I could go take a nap. Instead it was on to a baby shower. Which is a happy thing, I was just spent after my emotional rollercoaster and run.