13.1

I ran my half marathon on Saturday with my rock star sister, Hannah. She flew up with my parents from Utah. My time was 2:23. I'm still kind of amazed I could do it. A few years ago, all I could run was 3 miles. The training schedules really work. Our course ran next to Lake Washington for a few miles, and thenwe ran through the tunnels on the I-90 bridge, and came out in downtown Seattle. It was stuffy in the tunnels, but there was a nice breeze as I came out from them and the air smelled like Seattle. It was great. I ran my little heart out. Hannah and I wore feather boas around our waists, as it ws a "rock n roll" marathon. It got us a lot of attention. People on the sides would yell, "go, boa ladies!" Hannah said, "That is as good as someone calling my name." We made signs the night before with the kids, and they met us at the 6 mile marker and the finish line. You can see in the photos that they were prepped to cheer, but we must have taken longer than they thought we would to get there because by the time I ran by, the kids were sitting in laps, and just watched me run by with nary a wave. I accomplished my goal though, I ran the whole time, and didn't stop to walk! Yea me!