In front of Lincoln Square.
Half marathon mark.
Made it to mile marker 23, even if the pole has to hold me up.
Footbridge into Randall’s Island, our home for the night.
Made it to mile 25, all smiles.
Mile marker 25, one more mile till I can relax.
Oh so very cold and tired, but it is all worth it.
The finish line, I CRUSHED IT!