Neither cold nor train nor knee pain nor hills stays this runner from the swift (ahem?) completion of her appointed run.
Yeah, I used to be a (military) postal worker, so I'm allowed to bastardize the creed. I think.
What I can definitely do is take some ugly race pics. And here they are....
And I'm off (to get halted by a train in about 9 minutes)
Since I'm taking it easy, I may as well pose in front of the Alamo - and in front of a guy clearly trying to make up for the train delay
I'm not actually grabbing my left breast in this one, I don't think, but I am babying that right knee.
And cue the crazy running chicken
Here's a little more crazy running chicken for you - I'm about to head up the final hill right in front of Kenyan #2 (running the full)
And DONE. Man, my knee hurts.
And the classic finish-line, nose blowing shot. lovely.
and the final pic - so that I'll have something to look at when I eventually go for a knee MRI. But, I do have some famous friends -- here's the cover of the special marathon section of the San Antonio Express News - featuring fellow Brak Pak'ers Joe, John, and Trey in the lower left corner.
Thanks to ASI for allowing me to s-l-o-w-l-y steal pics (you can order huge ones for yourself from their website) and SA Express-News.