The only picture you get, though, is the one of me looking indignant because Mark elected to cheer for me (which I asked him not to do) instead of take pictures of me (which I asked him to do) as I approached the finish line.
Later, after I get the card back from his camera.
(Mark ran 19:38. Yay us! We both met our goals.)
UPDATE. This experience has sparked more introspection than I expected. I will post about this (and about whether I had fun, I promise) after I have a chance to organize my thoughts.
But here I am. Don't I look indignant?
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