I never dreamed I would ever run a marathon. Partly because I didn't think my legs could take it and partly because I had no desire to. Well, peer pressure got to me and I ran my first (and hopefully last) marathon on Sunday.
The weather was perfect, my outfit was cute, my friends were running next to me (for most of the time), and I almost beat my goal. I had no idea how tired I would get. I had planned on keeping a 8:55 pace the entire time and then sprinting the last three miles. Boy did I miscalculate that! We started losing time at the half-way mark and then hit the wall at around mile 22. I continued to run the entire time, without stopping. Finished in 4:03:45--three minutes slower than my goal, but I am still happy with my time.
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