And Scott LeBaron documents the entire thing. . .even checking in.
 I was so nervous I couldn’t remember how to spell my name and Scott was no help because he was so busy documenting.  |
| This is me feeling sick to my stomach and trying to make sure I break in my new running shoes, and feeling like a fool. |
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| Checking my last “good luck” text pre race. I don’t embarrass easily, but with all these serious runners getting on the shuttle and two or three husbands taking our picture as we got on, I felt like the seventh grader whose mom is still taking pictures the first day of school. |
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| I like this picture because it looks like we are running with “old no shirt,” who is passing us. |
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| This man is affectionately called the crypt keeper, in case you are wondering he killed us by like 20 minutes. Thanks Greg for pretending to pose so we could get a picture of him. |
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| Cheer/Support/Camera crew. They were soooo amazingly awesome. Thank you! |
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| Scott was asking me how many oyster shots I had done thus far. (Yes they were available, as if running a marathon isn’t amazing enough!) |
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| Finish line! 5 hours and 6 minutes. Looks like I’m stomping on the timing pad so they get it right. |
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| Frist Marathon sponsors include: Amazon Promise Team (for financial backing) Scott’s Eggs (every Saturday morning after my longs runs, the man makes a mean egg.) Pierce County Unincorporated roads (for providing surfaces for which to run on) My hot water heater, Vitamin “I”, Juicy Gossip (can help with the monotony) Refresh Cola (saved my bacon) Abe’s faith in me (he is my only fan that is still expecting me to win a race any day now) Just Imagine Preschool (thanks for the childcare) Wii (Saturday morning child care) The traveling tights (Thanks Tara) Glide (everywhere) Whistling, Gears, and Catcalls (for inspiration both negative and positive works) |
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| Salty painful sweat |
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| Looking for LeBaron children? You won’t find them. I can marathon or I can mother, I can’t do both. With that said let’s give a giant shout out to my awesome sitters! Leah and Dane Thankyou Thankyou for watching and loving my kids all weekend. |
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| Just after, with the Newport bridge in the background. What a darling little costal town! |
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| I cannot tell you how much I love these women. They are honestly a vision of beauty to me. I feel so lucky to share such a powerful experience with these women ( I could not contain my dorky tears as I crossed that finish line.) They have listened to me whine, helped me deal with what life has thrown at me, listened patiently to bad advice from me. They make me laugh and being with them feeds my soul in a very real way. |
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| Scott was very supportive and loving and excited for me so on the way back we stopped at the cheese factory. I don’t want to say that this was his favorite part of the weekend but…look at the sparkle in his eye. |
I was so nervous I couldn’t remember how to spell my name and Scott was no help because he was so busy documenting. 
3 comments:
Way to go! It looks like you have a great time! You got some great pictures too - how in the world did you manage to make it look like you're not dying? (I look like I'm already dead in all mine. It's gross.) I didn't do any oyster shots either, I haven't ever had any and I wanted to try them but was too chicken while running!
I'll be back next year. You?
Allison, I loved this post. I didn't see your dorky tears, but I had some too. This was a big deal, you were amazing out there, and every run. Thanks for letting me try to keep up with you.
I love this post too. I teared up at the race (a few times) and again reading this. I feel so blessed to have shared this "peak experience" with you and Tara. How emotional crossing that finish line together! Thank you for being Allison and for the very real way it feeds my soul too!
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