[Sarah: I was really pumped. I loved the pace. I loved the fresh air. I loved the encouraging crowd. And I was glad for the garden gloves Rob and I bought at Walmart the night before. I could not believe one guy was out there in shorts and no shirt. Burr!]
Thankfully just after the aid station I located her. It took me a little while to adjust my pace back to the pace we had established.
At that time I was still hopeful we could stay just under 11 minute pace or right at it.
I loved Rob’s sticker idea “26.2 miles, what could possibly go wrong?” I need to get that. I told Rob I need to run another marathon until I have one where my knee or my hamstring are not killing me. I am determined.]
A memorable moment was when I waded into some nasty swamp water to recover one of our discs.