They started each corral individually, with about 30 seconds in between each - we were slowly moved closer to the start line, and when they finally counted us down to start, it was great because we weren't all mashed together and I didn't feel like anyone was particularly in my way (nor I in theirs) - smoothest start I've had, or seen, in such a big race.
The course had tons of support, from water and Gatorade stations throughout, to people spraying water to cool the runners, salt packets, Vaseline for any chafing, GU was liberally handed out (yes, we took advantage since both flavors were Jeff's favorite), cold sponges close to the end, and of course, the bands along the route. Oh, and the course was flat for most of the way, which irritated me even more that I wasn't enjoying running it!
It was hot and sunny - 75 degrees when we crossed the start line at 8:05 am. Plus the sun was beating down on us...although I'm used to running in heat and humidity, we normally get most of it done before the sun rises so we don't have to deal with a fireball in the sky making you even hotter. Occasionally we'd get a nice cool breeze, which was wonderful. I was dumping water down my back so the breeze felt even better. I wore sunscreen on my face and neck, but still ended up slightly pink. Being outdoors in South Texas in November - par for the course, really.
And now, some pictures - not a lot, as once things went south neither Jeff nor I were much in the mood to take any.
Tower of the Americas silhouetted in the sunrise as we walked toward the starting area. Thousands of our closest friends? LOL - this is just a small amount of the runners there. Julia, Coach Will and I, ready to Rock and Roll! Gotta love a shoe picture! Jeff and I, in happier times... Much later, Will, Jeff and I went to Red Robin, where a burger, fries and iced tea made us feel human again. Here's my medal. It's really nice - love the Texas flag guitar and all, but I don't feel like I deserve nor earned it.