Well, they did take a lot of photos, I'll give 'em that. Even though not a single one of them would ever clue you in that I was running in Washington, D.C., where it's hard to take a photo WITHOUT a monument in it.
Though I might not be at my happy weight, I sure do look happy in these photos. So, I'm putting it all out there, no excuses, no berating myself. Enjoy!
(This is the face of a happy runner.)
(5544 dogged me for most of the race)
(Digging deep, probably mile 4.)
(Am I running? Or looking for a dance partner?
(Coming up from the underpass under Dupont Circle (I think); the start of the biggest hill.)
(Wait! Let me get into position first! Or into first position!)
(I AM TOO RUNNING!)