It occurs to me that I didn’t put any pictures up for the marathon. How silly. Poudre Canyon is really pretty, and made for a great downhill run.
This is the view near the start. The sun’s just coming up.
As I said, it’s a pretty canyon. Margaret’s just in front of me. This is just before she took off on me.
The woman in bright green was a slave to the alarm on her watch. She’d run for a few minutes and pass me. Then her alarm would go off and she’d start walking, and I’d pass her. There were quite a few people doing the run/walk thing.
Margaret’s the black spot just in the sun ahead of me. That’s about the last I saw of her for an hour or so.
Coming out of the canyon.
And I caught her! Actually, I think I passed her at a rest stop, and she caught me.
Margaret getting a high five from Evonne at the finish. 26.2 miles!
Stuffing ourselves with burgers and fries.
And one picture together in the lobby of the Armstrong Hotel before they headed home. (I truly didn’t realize how short they are until I saw this picture. 🙂 )