Nathan was right. This is an awesome marathon course. I was still putting my post race bag in the delivery truck when the gun went off.
Running down Constitution Avenue past the Washingtom Memorial was my favorite part.
The wheels came off passing the Pentagon between 23-25. Pride alone made my legs shuffle the last 1.2 miles to the finish.
My legs have never hurt this much post race.
The most emotional part of the race was reading the signs of inspiration on the backs of racers. While climbing at mile 2, I followed a woman who’s sign said she was running for her husband who was killed in Iraq. I saw way too many of those signs on runners.