It was unbelievably gorgeous that day. But HOTTTTT!!! I was surprised how few people did this half. The other two I'd done earlier in Catalina and Santa Cruz were crazy packed. The weather at those other two was wild as well, but the cold, wet, rainy kind of wild, which is actually easier to run in as it turns out.
This is looking back at the start/finish area. So right away we were headed uphill.
See? I'm not lying, it was HILLY. Worse than Catalina, steeper and more hills if that can be believed.
This is Michael. Thank GOD for him. He stopped when I was collapsed at mile 9 and insisted I eat his Goo and gave me all his water and Gatorade and stayed with me until I could walk. He got me over that one hideous hill and walked me down to mile 10. Great, great human being!
This is Michael. Thank GOD for him. He stopped when I was collapsed at mile 9 and insisted I eat his Goo and gave me all his water and Gatorade and stayed with me until I could walk. He got me over that one hideous hill and walked me down to mile 10. Great, great human being!
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