I’m tired and sore and for the first time in forever I’m going to take a nap after a race. My muscles will seize up but that’s a price I’m willing to pay at this moment.
Meanwhile, here’s a bunch of photos posted (mostly) without commentary.
Classic.
Here’s when yet another 3:15 pacer passed me.
Tea? Not even iced tea. Just… tea.
I woner if it’s been his station since 2008? Whatever, wherever, I just appreciated this guy.
They were singing “Georgia on My Mind.”
I’m strong to the finish…
‘Cuz I taps me spinach.
I’m Steve’s Brother.
T-Rex Sighting!
Aussie, Aussie, Aussie. Oi, Oi, Oi.
Travelling Fit Cheerers!
Jacqui Sighting!
So many arches… NONE OF THEM were the Finish Line… including Brandenburg Gate!
Finisher’s Medal
Six Star, World Majors Finisher Medal.
New WR set today at Berlin. Not by me. But by Eliud Kipchoge. That’s not him either. That’s just some guy holding up a piece of cardboard that A LOT of us stopped to take a selfie with.
The poncho looks like a marauding ghost. The Family Meet Up looks like that kid is bench pressing a man and a woman.
Prost, Reichstag!
Prost Berlin Marathon.
Skippy and me.
Feeling punchy.
At Brandenburg Gate on the way back to the hotel.
Yellow Bear with a Message.
What they say I ran.