THE START...
The bridge literally shook underneath us as we ran over it... kind of like running on a trampoline, very weird and unnerving. Felt a little nauseated, not gonna lie

The first two miles looked like this, perhaps this is why I could only run an average of 9:37 mile during the first 5K...
THE RACE...

My pace group, somewhere in Brooklyn before we got seperated.

Look at those hot quad muscles! (somewhere along 1st ave, I think)

Perky at Mile 18!

Still perky at 23! (hair is also perky/out of control)
THE FINISH!!!! And the crowd goes wild!
Good thing I'm wearing a bright day-glo neon shirt, otherwise you might miss me. Fun Fact: They announced my name as I was crossing the finish... yeah, I'm that important. Basically they only announce the winners, Lance (of course), and yours truly. (that's what i'm telling myself at least)

Still standing after the finish!
I heart mylar blankets. I kind of want mylar bed sheets, is that weird? Although the crunching sound might keep me up...

After about an hour of searching for them in the hoardes that had invaded Central Park, me and the Fam at the finish. Jon looks a little disgruntled, I think he was jealous of my mylar blanket.

ahhh... now that's what i'm talking about.
3 Comments:
Wooooooooooohhh. Go Sarah.
You're gonna have to give me some training advice for next year.
just passin thru
wow! congratulations!
I don't know what else to say. I am awed. Nice work.
I will expect that we will be getting pictures of the beer mile soon...
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