Oranges at mile 23

A personal best for Mr. Bickerson but alas the oranges were all gone. It was the most beautiful day for watching or running a marathon.

These two were perfectly content to walk across the finish line 6 hours and 37 minutes after it started:



By no means would anyone ever mistake me for a fast runner, but when Mr. Bickerson and I finish a race together we always try to make it interesting for the crowd by sprinting and racing, or at least flailing the arms at the end.