They were the worst of race photos ….
They are available to zoom in on, or to purchase for the price of your first-born child, by clicking here. Check them out, if you’ve got some time to procrastinate—there’s another really stunning finish-line photo in the upper-right corner (by “stunning,” I mean “grotesquely hilarious, and kind of fascinating, in that you weren’t previously aware the human face could contort that way”).
My favorite race photo is one taken by our dear friend Mike, who came to the race to support us. It was after we’d changed into dry clothes, as we were hanging out in the warm Boulder sunshine waiting for the elites to start. It shows that while neither of us were super-happy with our times, we’re insanely proud that we toed the (start) line together, and raised so much money for such a good cause (well over $3,000 for the American Cancer Society in Steve’s mom’s honor).