My heart bleeded, girl

We survived the race. Ash finished, I got picked up at mile 16 with an asthma attack. It was not great. I wanted to keep going after i rested, but they said I wasn't moving any air. Whatever. They drove me to the Medical tent at the finish, where I got a nebulizer treatment and they discussed going to the hospital, but Really, I was fine after that. One of the nurses went and got me a pity medal, so at least I have one. (Haha, this is obviously not a Disney race.) I wish she gotten me one for the half, because then at least I would feel like I could wear it, but she brought me one for the full. But she knew how disappointed I was, and she made Ash & I cry, with how nice that was. Now we're going in the ocean.

That was essentially the text I sent Larry. His reply? "hope it's okay. Nev and I changed the sheets. Fun."

Neville does enjoy changing the sheets...

Now Ash & I are trying to decide who deserves to sit under the cabana on the beach and who has to go get lunch-the person who had an asthma attack or the person who managed to finish 26.2 of the hottest miles ever.

Hint: its a tie. :)

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