Katherine, Will and I got up early to try to cheer David on before we had to collect the bigger girls from their famine-lock-in-sleepover. My thought was to get to him at mile 8. Fortunately, the policeman let me through the roadblock at mile 5 so I could try to to get to a point where we could see him. Unfortunately, the half-marathon was also being run and those runner were pretty much clogging up the road going and coming. Once we passed their turn-around point it was so late that we missed David and had to go retrieve the girls without even seeing him at all.
After a quick stop for a mocha, we headed to mile post 21, where we knew we'd see him.
Then we were off to find a parking space downtown for the finish!
Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!
After a moment or two of recovery David was forced to acknowledge his children and leave the wall in search of food!
I love watching races and especially enjoy watching David run. I thought he looked good and strong throughout this though course. Of course, watching and actually running are two different things.
To read his take on the race, go here!
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