As we approached the turn towards the Loma Alta Park finish line, Nicole, my rockstar crew captain and friend was waiting. She started running in with me and it was about all I could do to stop the tears. I started hyperventilating from emotion. When we hit the grass, I unbuckled my race vest and dropped it so I could run unencumbered with my crew to the finish line. When people ask, "how was it?" I don't know what to say. I'm not sure what to talk about. The blisters? The highs? The lows (of which there were a surprising few)? The fact I bagged up probably 50 sachets of Tailwind drink mix and used maybe 10? There was so much thinking and planning and then the doing. And now I'm left with satisfaction and a complete feeling. And a curious space for whatever is next. Thank you to everyone who offered encouragement and support and interest and advice and love. I appreciate all of it, always. Love you.