Yes - I finished my half-marathon but it was such a DIFFICULT course!! Even the spectators were shocked at the course as they toured it during the race on a bus. The race didn't have parking so all runners and spectators rode buses to the course from a casino and the spectators had an option of a bus tour showing the course so they could see their runners. Remember that elevation climb that I told you about in my last post? Well it was pretty much torture...I thought I'd be able to capitalize on the downhills but I was so dead by the time we got to the summit, that may legs wouldn't go any faster on the downhills. I finished in 2 hrs and 26 minutes, which I was awefully proud of based on the course difficulty. Let's just say I was in tears by the finish line, due to both pain and relief that it was done.
(near the finish line on the verge of tears. tears of pain and tears of joy because it was almost done. my knees felt like they were going to EXPLODE at this point!)
In summary - Vegas went a little something like this ->
Here's a few more pictures for your enjoyment ->
(Natasha, Me, & Anne at Marquee)
(waiting for the show to start @ Planet Hollywood - Mike sporting his new aviators. :))
(still smiling - before the race @ 5am - I am woman, hear me roar!!)
(near the finish line on the verge of tears. tears of pain and tears of joy because it was almost done. my knees felt like they were going to EXPLODE at this point!)
In summary - Vegas went a little something like this -> Ran my race on Saturday morning, went to the strip Saturday afternoon w/ Anne & Natasha(who were there w/ us), went to Marquee Saturday night and danced the night away. Left Marquee at 3:30am to have breakfast and was in bed by 5am. By my calculations - that means I was up for 24 hrs minus the 2 hr nap on Saturday evening. Sunday was pretty lazy. Natasha and Anne both left that day. Mike and I went down to Fremont Street on Sunday night. Monday, Mike and I travelled the strip and went to a show that night. We left to drive home on Tuesday morning. I learned a good lesson about shoes when I was in Vegas in September 2010, so this time around I wore flats until we got to Marquee, then slipped on my heels for the evening, then put my flats back on for the journey home...excellent lesson learned considering my feet were already torn up from running that morning.
Here's a few more pictures for your enjoyment ->
(Picture by New York New York.)
(Natasha, Me, & Anne at Marquee)
(@ Fremont St)
(waiting for the show to start @ Planet Hollywood - Mike sporting his new aviators. :))
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