Sorry No Jazz Hands

My gentle readers,

I tried to get the jazz hands into every photo op, but it didn't happen. I am truly sorry.

However, there is still humor to be found.

It looks like I'm actually enjoying myself in the first one - must be all the skills I learned in drama class. Faking the smile thing.

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Then you can tell that things are taking a turn for the worse. Not so much enjoying th run.

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Now this is my favorite. This guy realizes that the only way he will beat me is if he takes me out. Doesn't it look like he is going to sweep my legs right out from under me?

Funny thing is I looked up his time and he was actually 2 minutes ahead of me. I suck THAT much!

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Very happy to be done.

Can't breath.

Want to die.

Surf City Half

Here are the lovely photos from Surf City (I mean WET CITY) Half Marathon. My legs look tan, but they are really red from frost-bite. I look very serious in the 2nd picture. Don't you love the cold weather gear that I own. HA HA.