Yeah, those storm clouds unleashed their furry right as we got to mile 9 – BOO! Though . . . I’m not going to complain, it could have been pouring the entire time or freezing or windy . . . I consider ourselves very lucky regarding the weather! I was mentally fatigued at this point, but my legs and lungs were still doing well. I know how pathetic that sounds – mentally fatigued? Really? With the splendor of the OCEAN a mere 20 yards away? Yeah, I know – pathetic! It just felt remote and as if we would never get back to “town” (remember it’s an out and back course and it felt like we were a VERY far distance from the finish line).
(left) The ocean really began to churn and the waves got really big just before the rain started – very cool); (right) that’s the “you’re going too slow” van – those participants who were about a mile behind us were skipped ahead to be beside us (What do you think about that? Personally, I’m thrilled they weren’t pulled off the course, but rather were given a chance to keep going)