Marathons are, like, hard and stuff.

So the BRPE (Best Running Partner Ever) and I decided to tackle the full marathon recently. It may or may not be that I talked BRPE into running a full by convincing him that it wasn't going to be that bad and that he would totally love it. This may or may not be why I have to keep getting new running partners.

Running a marathon is like giving birth - it's so impactful and deeply meaningful that you want to share it with anyone who will listen. And also, no one else really wants to hear about it.

So, I'll spare you the gory details.

I'll just say that we finished and are better for it. I'll also say that if these three (and a hamburger stand) weren't waiting for me at the finish line I may not have crossed it.

The practical part of my brain tells me that running full marathons is kind of dumb and is eventually not going to end well for me. The other part of my brain is the part I usually listen to.