We had to wake up at 4:30 and pretty much wanted to die at that point. Winslow asked if he could run with us but he hadn't broken in his running shoes enough so we had to leave him at the house. Maybe next year!
The following pictures are us sprinting to the finish line.
The following pictures are us sprinting to the finish line.
At this point I was hating everything. I got a whiff of bacon smell the last little bit and almost hurled.