Yesterday, I woke up hours before the sun rose to drop off my husband Justin at his assigned corral for the Portland Marathon. He, along with thousands of others, signed up months ago for this ultimate test of endurance.
As I was taking pictures of Justin and other racers, my mind was flitting around wondering about the backstories of each participant: what sacrifices had they made to train? How many marathons had they run? What injuries were they doing their best to ignore? I was immensely inspired by the race atmosphere and the runners. Congratulations to all!