I would have been sore tonight anyway, but after the spill yesterday and the cracked ribs and banged up shoulder, I now question my sanity. Almost 40,000 step day for those of you counting steps. Painful at times to say the least.
But I made it. Slow, not so sure, but made it along with 40,000 other half and full marathon runners. Right along the Strip in both directions. From beyond the airport to the downtown area. And back.
Kris met me just before the nine mile mark near our place downtown and took some fun photos.
Me in the normal crowd…
Me near one of the many downtown signs on Fremont Street.
Me on the road. Ogden and the downtown behind me.