Well, he did it! My lover ran the Marine Corps Marathon yesterday in Washington D.C. and it is DONE. I am so proud of him for completing it, he did awesome for absolutely NO training whatsoever (poor guy). He finished at 5 hours 40 minutes. When he was done, he was DONE. Like his legs were DONE running and locked up. He waddled to the car and up the stairs to bed. I drugged him up with some of my left over anti inflammatory from Izey's birth and Bonnie's Percocet so he could get a good nights rest. He was feverish all night and every time I would touch him he was either freezing or covered in sweat. His body was freakin out, it was crazy!!! Today he's much better, just a little tight and his foot is sore. I think he did great, I know I couldn't have done it!
In the pic below is Austin, Romero, Alvis and Kruse.
Austin left early that morning to get there so me and the kids left later on that morning and gettin to the marathon was almost JUST as crazy as runnin, holy mother of runners. I guess everyone and their dog decided not to drive and take the metro so it was PACKED like freakin sardines. Imagine me, with my stroller and my 600 kids all over the place. I was goin nuts. I got in a small tiff with the metro man because he was annoyed that I was puttin my kids all through the "strollers only" ticket taker. He said they were old enough to take their own ticket and get in line and MEET me on the other side. Uhmm..are you freakin mad? There were thousands of ppl pushing their way through and you think I'm gonna let go of my kids? You're smokin crack. I told him that all of us were together, we were gonna stay together and thats that. I was with Bonnie's husband Dave and his kids too and Dave got a little pissed off as well, he told that man how it was gonna be.
There was one part of the metro that bottlenecked so bad I started getting claustrophobic and really hot and bothered. My chest was hurting because of the amount of ppl around me pushing and getting in front of me since I had a stroller. I was so angry. My kids were all holding on for dear life, I was so worried that something bad would happen like a bomb and my kids would be trampled to death because I couldn't grab them all. HORRIBLE thoughts were going through my head, it was awful.
This is my view from the middle of the escalator that mind you, was about the size of SIX escalators put together, freakin SCARY.