Before the race.  It was early.  It was dark.  It was cold. The person behind me is wearing a garbage bag.

Fast forward 3 hours, 40 minutes, and a few seconds:

Approaching the finish line, I knew I didn’t have a lot of time to spare.

If I was going to qualify for Boston, I had to make 3:40:59 or faster.

When I turned the corner and saw the clock, I sprinted.

I knew I had to subtract around 2 minutes 25 seconds.  Give or take.

I made 3:40:48.

Here’s the vlog I recorded on the three hour drive back to Illinois that same day.

(Yeah, a three hour drive on the same day as a marathon may lead to muscle stiffness.)

(No, the vlog is not 3 hours long.)

Reflections on My First Marathon, Part Two from The Natural Mommy on Vimeo.

I’m slowly catching up on pictures.  :-\ Thank you for being patient.  Next up will hopefully be some Fun Fall pictures at a state park.  Then maybe some Christmas Tree Cutting Down pictures.  Followed by Christmas pictures.  And perhaps some Snow Day pictures.  If I may be so bold as to organize my life like that.

Have you posted any pictures lately?  Can I see?  Please?