We never walked. 13.1 miles complete. It was a very satisfying race. At mile 10, my toe started hurting from being inside the shoe, so I ran the last three without them. Bad decision. My feet are not happy.
Two hours, 32 minutes. Not great by any means, but the hills were heinous and my previous record distance was 6.8 miles. Nothing to be ashamed of.
This is the scrapbook of my life and journey from morbidly obese and depressed to finding health and happiness. I have lost 120 pounds, run eight marathons, completed two Ironmans, and gone from depressed recluse to motivational speaker. Read more about me and this blog here. Or start from the beginning.