My friend Keith and I ran the Seattle Rock n Roll 1/2 marathon last month and it was much better than I thought it would be. The thought of running 13 miles made me a little nervous, but it wasn't as bad as I thought. I survived, which is always a good sign, had a great time and wasn't even that sore the next day. A full marathon is still not appealing to me, but I'll for sure be a participant in a 1/2 again. It was really nice having the fam there to cheer me on. They were on the street about 1 1/2 miles before the finish line, which was a nice boost for the finish.
Keith and I rushing to the start line for no reason. The race started at 7 a.m. and we were all assigned to corrals. Keith was in corral 7 amd I was in 37, the very last corral. I managed to work my way up to corral 32. It was driving me nuts to have to wait so long and even then I was still an hour behind Keith's start time.
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