It was hot and it was hard. Little did I know I had plantar facitiis and my feet were screaming the entire last half. I started walking at nine, much to my own disappointment.
I cried finishing the race. I was in so much pain and I could barely talk. I was all sorts of elated to just be done.
I learned important lessons about pacing, expectations and body glide. So much body glide was needed.