Brownsville 13.1 - Take 2

These are the few photos I took at this year's Brownsville Historic Half-Marathon.

I took these after the race. I found a bench and anticipated sitting there for a few days.

I'm not sure why but this race always kicks by butt. Last year and this year, by the time I reached Mile 12, I thought, "I am NEVER running a half-marathon again."

The last turnaround point seems to get further and further away. I felt like I was literally at the Rio Grande before I turned back to the finish line.

I remember thinking, "Oh, we'll turn after that curve. Wait, we'll turn after that curve. Oh, we'll turn at the school that I never knew existed. No, we're turning into the school. Dear God."

Yes, that's blood above my sock. I've learned I need the heel tab (I think it's called) to stop that from happening.

Other quick notes about the race: We had a delayed start. I think there was a mix-up with the racing chips. We had to switch them out before the run. There were long lines for that. 
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There were signs showing what line to be in, but the lines were so long, I couldn't see them at first.

Plus, it was very foggy. There's a large parking lot for participants. The site used to be a mall. But it was so foggy, I parked far away, since that's the only spot I could see clearly.

I think there were more water stations this year. That's a plus considering the hot and humid conditions during last year's event.

Around Mile 8, a woman ran along me and said, "You walk fast."

*Sigh*

"Thank you. This is actually me running, but I get that a lot," I replied.

Ah, well.