That is the official time from Mike's marathon. I am so very proud of him and all his hard work! It finally paid off. He never walked except while drinking the water/Gatorade. For the most part he was in good spirits every time we saw him!
Somewhere between Lincoln and Omaha (which is actually a pretty busy section of interstate for Nebraska) Mike all of a sudden darts over to the side of the interstate and stops the car. He jumps out and gets the kids out of their seats and spanks them at least 5 times each. I was too flabbergasted to even say a word or really have a reaction at all.
Before we could even get back on the interstate, Abby starts in again and she just won't quit. He put the van back into park and jumped out again and she got it again!
My mom and my aunt Julie drove out so they could help with the kids during the race. Mike went to eat his spaghetti dinner and listen to a marathon speaker. We finally were able to eat dinner at the THIRD restaurant we tried. The first two had closed since I had last been to the quad cities!
JJ earned the name of 'The Nebraska Strangler' while we were eating at Bennigan's. He kept acting like he was strangling my mom. And it just made it worse that we were laughing at him because it was kind of humorous at first.
It took over 1 1/2 hours to eat - the service was HORRIBLE!!
Back at the hotel, the lights were off by 9pm and everyone was off to dreamland! I was up at 2AM and was never able to get back to sleep. That made for a very long day for me! Must be those pregnancy hormones.
We first saw Mike as he was coming off the I-74 bridge over the Mississippi River - this was around Mile Marker 2. He gave us a smile and a wave!
We saw him again right before Mile Marker 5 - still in pretty good spirits.
The next time we saw him was right after Mile Marker 11. He got a high five from Jackson! The rest of them were eating Oreos and drinking some Kool-Aid!
We saw him again right around Mile Marker 12. He got high fives from all the kids this time. He then proceeded onto Arsenal Island. Spectators are not allowed on the island, so this can be a long 7 miles for the runners!
The next time we saw him was coming off Arsenal Island right after Mile Marker 20. He still managed a smile at this point. Only 6 more miles left! Jackson missed seeing him this time because him and Grandma Teresa had to hit the bathroom!
Mile Marker 26! Just before the finish line! We got NO smiles this time. I think he might have given us the evil eye - although he says he doesn't remember it! He crossed the finish line right around 4:17, but the official time of 4:15:54 comes from the chip on his shoe.
Took us awhile to find him after the race. He had went to sit down under the tent for a little bit. When we finally found him, he seemed in pretty good shape for just running a marathon!
Long drive home! Ate at Machine Shed in Des Moines and JJ ended up under the table so he could go poop. He hadn't done that at all on the trip and normally he goes to hide in the sun room at home. During dinner he kept whining about wanting to poop, so we told him to go under the table. And he did!
JJ is under the table in this picture - it was hard to get a good picture of him. He was under there for probably a good 10 minutes!
Finally made it home and everyone crashed hard!