The photos came in. I love this one from Ali Engin simply because it captures the fun, the colors, the crowd, and the way KN and I had to navigate it to stay together. At times she led, other times, I did. I think this is pretty early on, since I still have my hat on.
When the link to official race photos came in, I sat in bed and cried. Not how you think - I was cackling alone at 1 am in a Hyatt somewhere on the gulf coast of Florida. They were so terribly bad. We looked like death in every shot. In some, it looked like we were just learning to run. I emailed KN something along those lines and she said she did exactly the same - laughed until she cried. It's amazing we made forward progress with our form. This is the least terrible. Arms crossing, leaning back not forward...
Just past 10k, in Lincoln Park, I think by the lack of hat, but arm warmers still on. I'm a sweaty running strip show out there.
I found KN at the finish quickly, then we ran right into Brig, who had a PR day, too:
Celebrating with some of the HI runners at dinner - I am so fortunate to have these women in my life!
I stayed another two days in Chicago with my parents. We shopped, ran errands, hung around, did nothing. It was great. It's rare to have them to myself - there are five of us kids, and then the grandkids. I spent those two days eating mni-PB cups from Trader Joe's and drinking wine.
Then I went to Florida to work with a client for two days. First stop was visiting with my cousin Allison and her kids for a few hours. We have parallel lives, it seems, and we just missed each other at the Boston Marathon this spring.
Then, I was off to Denver to meet HK and a big group of friends for the real vacation time.
That's Jim's cigar, not mine. I had to go home and wash my hair (and that man) after this. Ick.
We spent four days in Denver, drove to Boulder because HK wanted to do the man vs. food wing challenge (food won), hung out with the kids, and went to a football game. Everyone was super excited about Manning breaking a record. Football isn't my thing, but it's fun in real life.
Me, Chelsea, and Erin
Photobombers. And oh, the Denver hair. I woke up like that each day. I love mainland hair the most.
HK and John Elway
And in the end, 10 full days away was far too long away from my kids. It was good to come home. I've yet to start running regularly or stop eating like I ran a marathon yesterday. I promise to stop calling it recovery soon. Like tomorrow.