Well, the slowest one where I wasn't swimming 2.4 miles and biking 112 miles beforehand, that is.
My time was a shameful 6:11. A personal worst.
Still, as runs go, this wasn't even a B race. It's all part of getting me ready for the Palo Duro 50K, right?
I did this marathon last year. My time this year was nearly 30 minutes slower.
I tried to be a good sport and warn people about the hill. Hey, that hill, it's not the gift you think it is--slow down!
Everyone ignored me. And those that ignored me, I passed.
Baboo (the man I married who said he would run this "easy" and finished in 4 hours and some change) went back out onto the course and ran the last 6 miles in with me. If your math brain is fried, that means he ran 12 extra miles in addition to his marathon.
Then we went to his brother's and my sister-in-law made us pancakes. :-))))))
Now I'm going to shower.
That was marathon #12, I think. I think.
Oh, and by the way: Led Zepelin's Custard Pie makes an awesome song to listen to while running a marathon.