THE THRILL OF VICTORY!!!

As the old song from Flashdance goes...  What A Feeling. After 26.2 miles I can finally celebrate. Words cannot describe the overwhelming feeling of crossing that finish line.

I had heard my sister scream as I got just a few yards from the finish line and I couldn't wait to see everyone. I felt like Miss America when Esther handed me the bouquet of roses from my 26.2 crew. Who would have guessed...? Me, Miss Marathon.

I turn my hard earned space blanket over to Esther as her reward(?) for months of belief in me and three days of playing taxi driver and tour guide to my family.