So I am alive and moving quite well today. My race wasn't exactly what I pictured my first Boston Marathon to be, but I enjoyed every bit of it that I could. The weather was obviously less than ideal so instead of pushing my body to its limits, I decided to soak the experience in. I will have a more detailed report later this week, but I wanted to update you all right away.
My time was 4:29, my 4th slowest marathon, but it was the hardest one to date. Thank you all so much for your support yesterday. It was so nice FINALLY getting back to my phone and having all the messages.
I asked my husband if he would mind if I wore my medal to bed last night because I am pretty darn proud of it. That tiny little thing is what pushed me to finish a race I didn't think I had in me. Now I am finally wearing the finisher shirt I have been staring at people wearing for years. I am a Boston Marathoner.