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How to run 13.1 miles...

One foot in front of the other. Repeat over and over and over....
Yes, I finished!
Yes, I ran the entire 13.1 miles!
And, praise God, I finished in under three hours.

I'm still in disbelief. 2:59:31. But that IS under three hours which was my "wouldn't it be spectacular if..." goal!

Mentally, it was an awesome race, we're off to grab dinner so I'll blog the mental race later!!

Thanks everyone for the cheers and support, I thought of you all often!!

One of a precious few pictures I took...











TTFN,
LauraLynne
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Morgan said…
CONGRATULATIONS!!! I hope you know that you are completely amazing! To have done it at all is astounding, but to do it in your goal time is simply awesome! Way to go!
June 26, 2010 at 8:41 PM
RockStarTri said…
Well done. Congrats!
June 27, 2010 at 2:12 AM
♥ Drazil ♥ said…
OMG - I am so freaking proud of you! Makes me think maybe I really can do a 1/2 marathon. See? You've inspired me! Wow - it's just so freaking awesome! WAY TO GO!
June 27, 2010 at 7:02 AM
Molly said…
WOW! Way to go!
June 27, 2010 at 8:50 AM
Lesia said…
So proud of you. Congrats!
June 27, 2010 at 9:58 PM
Laura said…
Congratulations Laura Lynne! You are such an inspiration!!!!
June 28, 2010 at 6:10 AM
Amanda Kiska said…
And with 29 seconds to spare! Way to go!
June 29, 2010 at 4:27 PM
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