Sarah, Michell and Adriana trying to stay warm.
The race was, meh. I must say, Dallas puts on a better show. It wasn't very scenic and very few people came out to cheer. The Big D has more spirit for it's runners! About 5 miles of the race was on a brick paved road. Uh, painful! And dangerous. My preggers pal was running a little bit behind us and I kept turning around to keep my eye on her. At one point I looked back and didn't see her. So I slowed down more. Still no Sarah. So I stopped. And after a bit I REALLY started to get nervous. I tried to call her and I started running back, against traffic. She got my call and she was okay. She had fallen, Superman style, because she tripped on an uprooted brick. It knocked the wind out of her so she couldn't call out to me. And did anyone help her up? No. I felt so guilty for not being there.
This cute dog ran her first half marathon!
Here we are post race flashing our Panther Paws. We are totally cool.