It wasn't a marathon. It wasn't even long enough outside to warrant sunscreen. But a 5K run (3.1 miles) was hard work. And I finished! 4th place in my age group (don't ask how many of us 50 year olds were there, because I ain't telling) I cannot describe well how it felt to run and then to cross the finish line (in front of the 10 year old twins who kept pace with me the whole way). Let's just say the feelings include joy, fatigue, pride, unity....like I earned my Governor's Cup Tshirt. And I want to do it again.