This Sunday past was the big NY Marathon where crazy people run for 26'ish miles through each borough of NYC. Sean and I went to cheer on our friend. First, we missed him in Brooklyn, so we took a train up to 63rd st. & 1st avenue but missed him again. drat! So then we took a cab up to 91st st. & 5th avenue. We got a good place right up to the rail but after waiting for a while, we started to get kind of mad at our friend and began shouting at the crowd.
Jen: "Geez, come on! We've been standing here for 20 minutes! My legs are getting tirrrred!"
Sean: "Yeah, where are you?? I've been training for 6 months to cheer you on!"
Eventually he decided to show up and any ill feelings were forgotten as we cheered and high fived as he made the last 3-mile stretch. I like to think our being there really helped motivate him throughout the whole thing. He kicked butt and got a time of 4 hours 31 minutes. Katie Holmes got something like 5 hours, 30 minutes. SLOWPOKE!!
Here's me & Sean at the marathon:
Here's basically the same picture except you can sort of see the race behind us.