VA beach half marathon

Really, why did I think running a half marathon in Virginia Beach in early September was a great idea?  Let me tell you, it was not a great idea.  This was probably the most humid, disgusting, miserable race I have ever done.  I was dripping by mile 3, and telling myself I only had 10 miles to go was not super inspiring.  Augh.

But I still managed to finish with a time of 1:51!  And, according to my Garmin (which I trust way more than the race coordinators) the race was actually 13.18 miles, NOT 13.1.  Making a person run an extra .08 miles at the end of a race is really just cruel.  

The race did redeem itself with the post-race goods.  There were Snickers Marathon bars, cold water, 20-oz bottles of gatorade, ice cold chocolate milk (my new post-race drink of choice), bananas, peaches, tuna (kind of a weird choice, but I took some home with me), bomb pops, and 7-11 slurpees!!!  So really, the slurpees made it totally worth it.  (They also handed out Gatorade, Gu, otter pops, cold wet sponges, and water along the race course.  And beer, but I didn't take any of that.)

Being the superhero I am, I managed to take 2 pictures (out of about the 20 total) in which I do not look like I might die.  I know, I know.  You all wish you could be me.  Haha.  I even went so far as to steal them from Marathon Foto's website for your viewing pleasure.