So in the 32 years they have run the St. George Marathon, it has only rained twice.....and of course, one of those times had to be this year... the year Michael trained his butt off (literally; by the time he was done training, he had lost 8 pounds, and really had no butt)! Not only did it rain for the entire marathon, but there was a horrible head wind as well. Michael still managed a fabulous time of 3:12:04. But boy was he cold afterwards... can you see his blue lips?
We finally took him to the medical tent to get warmed up because he was just so, so cold. And those lips! The lady in the medical tent was convinced he had eaten or drank something blue because she just couldn't believe that lips could be that blue just from being cold.
Ari and Max hovered and shivered near Michael's cot in the medical tent.
Michael's friend, John, (owner of the infamous St. George condo that we frequently borrow) also ran it, but didn't have nearly as much of a problem with blue lips.
Chatting while waiting for a ride back to warmth!
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