10 miles for pacing, 3 miles for racing

Well, today I ran (survived) the Golden Gate Headlands half-marathon. It was like running the most strenuous hike I've ever done—and for 13.1 miles. We ran straight up a mountain for pretty much the first four miles, and then it seemed like we just kept going up until the end—however, there must have been some downhills somewhere in there, because we ended up at sea level, right where we started! Let's just say it was the first time a workout has ever made me throw up at the end!
Me (and T) with the other runners, near the start line.

Me super cute and supportive fans! I broke into tears when I saw them on the beach waiting for me near the finish line! Tears of exhaustion...and anger toward the course designer. :)

And here I am, 13 hilly, muddy miles later! Overall, I actually felt pretty good, and I made some friends along the course. (With no ipods allowed, chatting with fellow runners was a necessity!) I can't say I'd ever do this run again, but it's always good to remind yourself that you can do hard things. Plus, I'm one step closer to my goal of doing an athletic event after every baby!