Finally...

...I have completed a half ironman. The full 70.3.

Not 63 and some change.

Seventy.Point.Three.Miles.

It was a day of incredible friendship, physical pain, puking (and a good amount of it--and not because of nerves!!), fog, heat, humidity, delays, unrelenting sunshine, sunburns, blisters, and plans gone awry...but above all, it was a day of pride and awesomeness (which trumps all of the aforementioned drama, minus the friendship part, 'cause that's just badass)...and a day I won't soon forget.

As Maggers told me in my book of inspiration from the gals over at the lounge...
"If you find a path with no obstacles, it probably doesn't lead to anywhere."

My path had obstacles...and plenty of them. That tough road that I started more than 7 months ago, took me directly to the finish line in Racine this afternoon.

It was worth every ounce of everything that I've invested.

I am a half ironman...
...and I couldn't feel more incredible if I tried.