It drowned out any shadow of sadness that afternoon.
5th and Washington didn’t even feel like the same place.
It couldn't, of course.
Mile 165 was my FASTEST mile so far. There was gravel in the road, a cracked sidewalk by the park, and a messy work zone on Front Street. But none of it scared me or slowed me down.
We cheered on LIFE and LOVE and WALKING!
When everyone went home, there was a pause in all the turbulence of celebration.
I felt a strange mix of relief. The year is over.
Your ripples reach me, too.
Watch the video here:
(I mean, wherever you walked... from sea to shining sea!!!)
And thanks to Susan, Jen, Chase, Mark, and Dad for so many amazing photos and videos!