Just got back from St. George-
where I did NOT run a marathon.
Some friends did and I got to go and cheer them on!
One doing her 1st marathon, one doing her 10th.
They did absolutely fabulous- and it was HOT for a good portion of the race.
I got a tiny bit sad (but not really) that I wasn't running,
but watching others finish a marathon really is so much fun.
I get all emotional seeing people get to the finish line after 26.2 miles.
Thanks to Jessica for hanging with me :).
(and thanks for not running so I didn't have to worry about you the whole time while feeling guilty for letting you run!)
It was as fun trip- but I'm glad to be home.
The house was all clean when I got here, too.
Plus, the husband cleaned out and cleaned up the garage.
It looks SO good and he is pretty proud of his hard work.
Both good things.