I wheezed a little.
I got my official finish photo done.
I got my finishers shirt and hat.
And I found all my people (and babbled incoherently about all the things that happened during my day)!
I sat for about 20 minutes and just caught up with everyone. The family and some of my friends were tired and needed to get to bed! I hobbled back to the finish line, congratulated Susan’s husband Alex, and climbed into the bleachers.
And then I got my 19,000th wind!
I danced to the music, I cheered for the finishers, and I screamed my head off when my wonderful friend Barb became an Ironman!!! It felt like the biggest, best party I’ve ever been to.
Around 1am I showered and went to bed. Surprisingly I slept like the dead but alternated sweating and shivering all night.
At 6:30 am, while I was still in bed, my super-sherpa of a husband went back to Tempe and bought every article of finisher gear that came in my size (or so it seemed). Honestly, how amazing is this man?!
The house looked a little scatterbrained when I got up in the morning. Garmin on the kitchen counter, finishers medal on the dresser, space blanket on the nightstand, heart rate monitor on the toilet…
Mai tais!!!!! No, I did not drink that whole thing – not even close – but just sipping a little was nice.