Apparently I did pack my belief!!
We just ran the Rotorua half and it was awesome. The Ks flew by. 5k. 8k. 13k. 17k.
And then they crawled by.
18k. 19k. 20k. And that looooong k to the finish line.
And it's done.
A friend on Facebook recently said that while having lunch on the water front she watched the mad runners go by. She just couldn't understand why anyone would put themselves through that. Why? Why run?
Runners know why.
My feet are aching and my head is pounding and my stomach is screaming for food.
Still... runners know why.