Mile 8 was the one where we hit the wall - mentally and physically. Jeanne suggested we walk a bit, something we had always planned to do but had not quite gotten around to slowing down. We walked for a brief moment and immediately felt our legs getting tight. If someone had told me that you couldn't stop running for fear of cramping, I'd have never believed them. Bt it's true, you have to keep going. Mile 12 was the best - spectators yell out to keep going and really do help. I'm going to go out to the next race and cheer some stranger on. 13.1 miles...Still on the endorphin high!
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