Air Force Marathon

This past weekend we ran the Air Force half marathon in Dayton, Ohio. This was our second year running the race but this time we recruited Brad's brother Blake (this would be Blake's first half marathon), and his wife Josie.

Unlike last year, we were relieved to walk to the start line (instead of sprint), and thankful to be able to use the porta-potty before the race instead of in the middle of it.

I am glad I brought my camera before the race so that we could get some "happy" shots as a reminder that running half marathons are fun!

After the race, we were a little worse for wear (especially taking into account Blake's hip injury, and Josie's bad head-cold), but still willing to smile for picture sake. . .

But one post-race picture is enough!

I was then forced to take pictures of other poor unsuspecting runners. My favorite was this gentleman who epitomized how we all felt, however, he was lucky enough to find the only post-race shade in existence, under this large transport airplane (a sight you will never see at any other marathon!).

That evening, Brad made us all model our race t-shirts just so he had proof that he "ran the race, got the t-shirt, and can mark it off the list!"

The kids had a great time visiting with their Aunt and Uncle. . .

but were really sad when they had to say goodbye Sunday morning. Brittney commented, "Why can't we live closer to family?" I had no answer - I often wish for that too, especially when we all have such a good time when we're together (in sickness or health; craziness or saneness). Hopefully, someday . . .