Marathon day is here again and my wife is running in her fourth competition. She has been training for the past year and always gets a little anxiously, and therefore makes me anxious, right before the big day. To complicate matters this year, Ski was nursing a shin injury that was affecting her ability to run. Now since my wife isn’t a complainer, I knew that the injury must have been very painful if she was even talking about it. You have to understand that those darn vikings tend to be a hardy lot and whining is like a cardinal sin. I knew was gonna run the race with the injury regardless of what I said, so I said nothing and hoped for the best.
The kids and I wanted to make sure that we were able to cheer her on at various point in the course so we tracked her progress online once the race started via this cool app on my cellphone. She was running slightly slower than usual so we were able to keep up with her and cheer her on at a couple of points on the route. She ran a great race. Despite the bum leg she finished in a little over 3 hours and 40 minutes. Which, while about 20 minutes slower than her usual marathon time, was still impressive by most standards.