Or something like that. It’s a bizarre perspective in the picture on the right, from the official photos from the half-marathon.
You can see me in my “pain” and “agony” here. I actually like the one in the middle of the top row the best (also shown at the right) — the overcast sky behind, with the sun rising in our face. I think that one was taken just before mile 2, if I remember correctly. The first photo in the list is probably the best of the three of me finishing. And the last photo from the first row is around the halfway point, as we pass through Ashland. And yes, that’s a giant freight train passing behind me as we did this stretch. It was very long AND LOUD. It was actually a bit disconcerting with the noise it generated while I tried to run that stretch.
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