A very expensive T-shirt

Long story short....we didn't do the half marathon on Saturday.

It was up in the air for the longest time. Do we tough it out and go unprepared and sick, or just call it quits? In the end, Pam had a family emergency that would have prevented her going anyway. There's no way I was going alone, so the decision was essentially made for us. No big deal, right? Probably for the best.

I promised I would go down on race day to pick up the T-shirts. On one hand, I don't feel like should get to wear it since I didn't earn it by actually running the race, but on the other hand, I paid something like 40 bucks to do the race and get the shirt. $40!!! I'm getting my t-shirt, dangit.

Jeff was kind enough to go down there with me that morning. We pull up to the finish area about 2 and a half hours after the race start. Tons of people are crossing the finish line and tons more are milling around after having already finished. I love the after-race atmosphere. Bright eyed, sweaty people who just accomplished something. They have all the goodies out. Everyones wearing their medals and eating bagels or oranges. Getting massages. It's very exciting. Very Motivating.

And although I feel like a GIANT LOSER!! for not participating, I'm motivated to sign up for another one. Not a half marathon. A shorter one. A 5K, I think. Something close, something flat.