For many reasons, this marathon has become my absolute favorite race ever. My husband finally got to meet the woman who gave him up for adoption almost 43 years ago. He was able to revisit his childhood home; and in essence, reclaim some happiness long lost to him. Despite the the tumultuous relationship he shared with his adoptive mother, I believe Bob has found a "homecoming" with his biological mother. I completely swam in his happiness--because I can't think of anything else that makes me happier!
The city of Pittsburgh was one of the most friendliest places I have ever visited. I spoke with so many fellow runners, that any goal of time was completely lost to me at mile 8. I picked up a running buddy for a good hour, and I was sorry to see him go at mile 19. I believe his knee injury took him out of the race. I enjoyed chatting with "Pat", and he was a good distraction for me.
I could never have prepared for the elevations this course presented, so with that being said--it was brutal. The food and energy level of this city was incomparable. I don't know what lies ahead. I am still in the stars.
I love my husband dearly. We received a beautiful gift this weekend. I am eternally grateful.