YES!! I could run a marathon 27 weeks pregnant!!
Now, pay attention: this post is in reverse chronological order.
Here was my Garmin, displaying the time and distance from today's Skodsborg Red Front Marathon.
Yes, the distance is important, because I was 1 mile short of 26.2; I got a bit off course - but when everyone is waiting for you to finish after nearly 5 hours, you don't really feel like asking to run one extra mile.
(okay, this post really needn't be in the second person)
Here is my happy family afterwards ejoying the beautiful woods in Skodsborg. Yes, SR ran too, but he had time to drive home, shower and pick up the kids between the time he finished and I finished.
The Lorax cops a feel after I come across the finish line. "Mor! Du har løbet mange gange!" ("Mom! You have run many times!"), he exclaimed gleefully.
I was still running by the time I crossed the finish line. There was actually very little walking and only up the hills. I had Braxton Hicks, but really not that bad.
Here I am (picture à la Tor Ronnow)
walking up one of those hills. Natali, looking beautiful, waiting patiently for her step-mom.
Lots of friends tooday:
May-Britt, Søren & Jerk
Henriette and ??
Jakob and Lars
And pretty scenes repeated 7 times - almost 100% on dirt trails.
Thanks, Karen, for this photo!
Full-body shot at the halfway point. Yes, I am as fat as I look. 59.4 kg of voluptuous pregnant woman (that's a 5.4 extra kilos of love, folks)
SR runs with power by an old black truck. Sexy.
Great pic again, Karen
Here is the start. We are all in red because on May 1st, Danes celebrate Socialism or, as Jerk said, "the idealism of their youth".
Here is SR, who is probably not thinking about socialism. If he was thinking strategy, he didn't really use it since he ran almost two laps with me and finished in 3:45, which actually was not too far behind the winner - it's a tough course, come to think of it.
Sorry about the short post - but we are off to Mallorca for a week tomorrow, so we have to get ready!
Running song of the day: The Past is a Grotesque Animal by Of Montreal (A stunning - and long - song, by a psychiatrically disturbed man, who invites you to join him in his bizarre world. From one of the best albums ever made.)