It was absolutely the hardest, slowest, up-hilliest, sandy-est and most beautiful 13 miles of my life.
There were stairs going up and stairs going down, there was stopping to dump sand castles out of my shoes, there was blood pouring out of Emma's elbow after crashing on said stairs and there was this view:
This place challenges, terrifies and amazes me every single day. I was so proud to cross that finish line and I am so proud I moved here. I did it.