22 miles = DONE! 3:26:53, 9:24 pace.
Mile 10: ate vanilla gingerbread Gu. Made a rash (and smart) decision that it would be the last gingerbread Gu I ever eat. That is just a bad idea for flavor.
Mile 12: stopped at home to blow my nose, grab some workout bars for later fueling, refilled the water bottle, and to kiss Dave goodbye, since he'll be gone til about 4:30.
Miles 12-19: in the words of Ke$ha: blah blah blah.
Miles 19-21: this marathon was the worst idea ever. I could've kicked a puppy at that point. Also, dude, that smell is ME and it is GROSS.
Miles 22: la la la la dooooooooooone! It's all tapering from here!!!
I am super salty and hitting the shower. Those last two vanilla gingerbread Gu's are up for grabs. You want them, I'll mail them!