There was a discrepancy between my GPS time and the official marathon time of about 30 seconds. I was puzzled until I saw this picture that Helen sent last night. What you can't see is another computer pad just behind me. I pushed the time stop on the GPS when I crossed that line and should have then been a few seconds to the end. If you look closely, you will see I have my finger pointed and I am looking to my left. There was a disc jockey announcing our names and home towns as we crossed the finish line. He mispronounced Conville and I slowed, looked at him and gave him instructions about how to pronounce it. My finger pointing is well know by all that know me well. It is used extensively as I give orders!
At LEAST I didn't have an incident like one of the male runners. There are port-a-potties every two miles along the route. A necessity until your kidneys quit working--that will be another post-another day. It seems one of the male runners made a stop and while inside the port a potty and "down" developed a severe cramp and could not get up. He stayed there an hour before anyone heard him. NOW THAT IS THE END OF THE MARATHON STORIES!
Oh yes---one other thing----The side of the port a potty had a sign that said
THAT was a LITTLE CONCERNING!