tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7276153150893387118.post499770781797473565..comments2008-10-18T13:56:57.961-04:00RunnerGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12443580964830583424noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7276153150893387118.post-3207687734416081082008-10-18T13:56:00.000-04:002008-10-18T13:56:00.000-04:00Hey Karyn, I finally got to read this and it is amazing! It's pushing me over the edge to sign up for a spring mary. :) Thanks and it's been really fun reading your blog along the way. "See" ya on the dingo thread....<BR/>--Beth (Mamabeth)chickpastorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421966561517408035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7276153150893387118.post-56371372404214710132008-10-13T19:08:00.000-04:002008-10-13T19:08:00.000-04:00Congratulations and great job! I'm really enjoying everyone's race reports. They are getting me excited for my upcoming marathon!MCM Mamahttp://mcmmama.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7276153150893387118.post-37051917466999530262008-10-13T17:58:00.000-04:002008-10-13T17:58:00.000-04:00I know that Karyn has made me proud numerous times over her comparatively short life. We all have memories that cause smiles when brought to the forefront. Thinking of her amazing natural skills in both motherhood and her chosen profession as a teacher always make me warm and comfortable - kind of like a really soft, weighty blanket on a chilly day. I spent the past four months watching as she rigorously adhered to Hal Higdon's training regimen thinking, at times, that she actually might be a bit nuts. But when the big day finally came I couldn't wait to see her start. She ran past me at the starting line in a crowd, the look on her face one of excitement and eager anticipation. As she approached me just short of mile 7 I could see she was comfortable in her pace and seemed to be feeling okay. Again she neared me at mile 13 and she was in her zone. She gave me a "thumbs up" and kept on chugging. As I watched her come down the chute to the finish line I saw the woman who was once my little girl. She was strong, confident, physically stunning, and ... a marathon runner. There is now one more event in my life upon which I can look back on a chilly day and know that I will be warmed and comforted by a soft, weighty blanket. Yugo girl - you did it and I've got your memories. Thanks.Poteneusehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743930628524356611noreply@blogger.com