This post is a week or so late as I was waiting for some supplemental pics to come in before writing it up. Yes, the PIT Marathon happened. Yes, Molly ran it and kicked some butt. And yes, we both survived the "bomb" scare, lol.
I must say that the whole experience was awesome, from the Marathon Expo at the PIT Convention Center, to carb-loading the night before (OK, I was just eating), to the pre- and post-race craziness.
The most surreal moment of the weekend for me was that in the time it took me to walk from watching the start back to East Ohio Street near my apartment (about a 20-minute walk), the leaders were already screaming by. That's 4.5 miles in the time it took me to walk about one-- the shape these guys are in is just crazy.
Sorry some of the pics are blurry, and I wish I had some action shots of Molly. Finding a person in a marathon is kinda' complicated. Think "Where's Waldo" in motion. I'm pretty sure I yelled "GO MOLLY!" at a complete stranger. Thankfully she saw me --as you can tell from the pics I was a giant OU ad-- and we managed a low five as she went by.
Really cool stuff though. Maybe the improving weather will get me back to exercising regularly.
Side note: I made chicken (in the style of) fajitas for lunch the day before the race! Mmm...
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