This is at mile 3. I had expected Chris to run by about a half hour earlier, but with the wave start, he came by right on pace (I saw the pace runners go by, so I could tell he hadn't quit or got lost). He wore his bright orange Wheaties shirt so that I could pick him out of the masses.
This is at mile 3 1/2 (they did a loop around a block). I also saw him at mile 7, which was right across from the hotel that we stayed it (which ended up being a problem later when we tried to get back to our room after the race, but there were still walkers on the course, so we had to park across the street. Yes, that's right. Walkers at mile 7 of 13.1 still going 3+ hours into the race.)
Here is where a picture of him finishing should be, but I didn't get a good one because the gentleman who was literally 6'7" thought that he should stand at the very front.
Chris told Izzy that he would get her a trinket while we were up there. Instead, he bought himself some nice race shirts, and let her wear his medal.
She was so happy to be the winner that she couldn't stop smiling. That, or Daddy was finally paying significant attention to her. During the race, he would only stop by long enough for a quick kiss.
And here they are again. Super cute!


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