This past weekend, Wes and I completed the last of our four and a half marathons in four and a half months.
I’ll blog later this week about each race individually, but suffice it to say that this kind of feat? Is something you should only do if you feel that your body has wronged you in some way and you are intent on punishing it. We HURT, y’all. In places we didn’t know you could hurt. Full body awareness is the unexpected gift that marathoning has given the Faulks, and as we recuperate and recover this week, we are rejoicing that our next marathon is surely months and months away.
Heal, body, heal!