A Photo Finish
I typically hate my race finish photos.
However, this one is different. It’s not perfect by a long shot, but it’s pretty telling. I mean, it’s awkward and funny looking in general, but I just ran 13.1 miles. So I’ll give myself that much.
But it’s pretty much me. Looking at the ground in front of me, hair still pulled back and not ridiculously messy, pink socks with matching shoes, still pushing forward. But the best part?
The fact that I’m still smiling.
Because I was so proud.
And I still am.