The first few shots were from earlier, just couldn't get them to post in my last entry.
Me by the Sweep Vehicle that you have to ride in if you are too slow.
Some of our Harley Davidson escorts.
Showing off Mel's patented pose.
Outside the mission. Or something.
I am on the roll. Can't stop.
I think this was the last time Mel smiled until we were done. Well maybe she made it smiling to Mile 19...it is all a blur.
Back by the ocean!
Faker.
Ocean, overcast.
I think I am using the pole to hold me up.
We were too tired to pose at the entrance. Here we are with the foot massage machines.
Next up putting up our tent, (no pics), a visit to the medical tent for popping of blisters. At said tent one of us got a little nauseous and dizzy and almost passed out, causing a cot laydown under a Mylar blanket. I'll let you guess who the wimp was. Hint: she did NOT go to nursing school.
Good times! 13.1 more tomorrow!!
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone from the Santa Barbara Tennis and Polo Club
1 comment:
You two are amazing! Thanks for being so courageous and inspiring! Keep it up you two look great!
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