We were there to run our 2nd marathon. It was the San Antonio Marathon, which is a part of the Rock and Roll Marathon series.
We got in Friday night and Jeannie's folks took us straight to get some BBQ.
We haven't had Texas BBQ in awhile and it was super delicious. How delicious? Well, I concentrated so much on the food that I didn't take any pictures of it or Jeannie's parents.
On Saturday, we went downtown to the Expo.
After the Expo, we went back to Jeannie's parents house and relaxed and ate our carb heavy meal. Then we went to bed early.
The next morning we got up early and showered. I put on my tracking temporary tattoo.
After that Jeannie's parents drove us to the starting line.
Jeannie wore her Spurs running shirt.
We had a really great race. The first 12 miles we ran through several cool neighborhoods I've never seen before.
As far as fan support goes, it was pretty sporadic. There were a good number of people at the Alamo and Trinity College and by the old brewery and a decent number at the downtown spots.
Once the half-marathon split away from the full marathon, all the fan support disappeared. The last 14 miles we ran with virtually no one anywhere. Thankfully Jeannie's parents were at several spots throughout the course. Seeing them really pumped us up.
Also, once we split from the half-marathon the roads were running on became highways.
The race was much more hilly than we expected. We knew three were going to be hills, but it felt like we were constantly going up and down. There was a solid chunk where we were gradually going downhill, but then for the last 6 miles the hills started rolling again.
For the first 22 miles we were averaging 9:30 miles. Then when we started hitting the rolling hills, we dropped down to 10:45 and 11:00 minute miles.
Also the last 8 miles were on what the called the Mission Trail. We thought it would be a historic trail where you saw all kinds of historic missions and things like that. Well, that wasn't the case. We ran on sidewalks by a stream. It was in a ravine surrounded by concrete so there wasn't a lot to see.
We hit the finish line and the volunteers and staff were really wonderful. There were tons of people handing out medals and were so kind and nice in saying congratulations and asking if we needed assistance.
There were lots of snacks and I grabbed up anything salty I could find.
When we got back to Jeannie's parent's house we each took an ice bath and ate some food.
My post race meal was a Big Red, Doritos and a slice of homemade buttermilk pecan pie.
Jeannie's mom made the pie and it was one if the best pecan pies I've ever eaten.
30 minutes later we headed to the airport. Jeannie was able to stay in Texas a day longer to relax, but I had to fly back to Chicago so I could teach my class at Columbia College.
It was a great trip and we really were proud of finishing our 2nd marathon. More importantly, we really enjoyed spending time with Jeannie's folks. Great trip.
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