I had… a bad day.
But I finished… eventually.
My feet hurt, I had a panic attack, and I’m proof positive that no matter how many marathons you run, they are never easy. Some are easier than others but they’re all 26.2 miles/42.195 kilometers. And that takes a toll.
I’m rushing to catch my night bus to the airport. I’ll do a longer write up on the plane as well as a reflective wrap up on this “European Runcation.”
In the meantime:
