Spectator

I've never been a spectator at a marathon. If I'm at a marathon....I'm running it. Since my friend Jen was running and I've been obsessed about not being able to run, I went along for support. Of course I had to help her carbo load with these other awesome marathon ladies. The whole time I was thinking about how I wouldn't be able to use the "I'm running a marathon tomorrow" excuse for eating a huge piece of cheese cake.
Jen and Jodi at the finish line. I'm so proud of these two ladies for keeping up it up and doing what needs to be done to finish.... as Jen says "embrace the suck".
I was pretty surprised at how emotional I got as a began to watch runners race down the canyon. It wasn't so much that I wasn't running. I've embraced the boot as part of my life now (but only for 1 more week...yes I'm counting). It was more that I knew what it took for each of those runners to be there. I knew the sacrifice, the hard training, the good runs, the bad, the excitement, the self doubt, the pain, as mile after mile is run. I was so proud of them and did everything I could to cheer them on. It may be awhile before I get back to that point....but I'll get there!