Marathon Eve, I snapped a photo at the finish with my running pals Jack and Cara (of lululemon). Official photo finish to follow (but, be forewarned, the chances of me looking unlike death-warmed-over in that one are slim).
(Above). The scene upon our arrival in Hopkinton. Runners waiting in line for the portable bathrooms.
A little pre-race yoga in the Athletes Village. I prepare my hips for the 26.2 mile trek with double pigeon pose.
My running partner, the Canadian "Queen of the Newton Hills," Cara, and me, after relinquishing our creature comforts (e.g. warm clothes, Blackberries, and cameras) to the super well organized B.A.A. volunteers who would bus our things back to the finish line.
Arriving home with my family after a brief trip to the medical tent. Pictured here with Mom and Reece (who jumped in and ran the last 4 miles with me.)
*As for the really interesting, grisly race photos, you'll have to wait as they file in from friends and family along the course.