Lima Marathon
I've resigned myself to the fact that I am not 18 years old anymore. I ran the Lima Marathon and hoped to finish around 3 hours and 45 minutes, but instead it took me almost 4 hours and 15 minutes. I was 30 minutes faster than last year, mostly due to not being injured with Ilio-tibial-band syndrome. The piranha bites would be a nice excuse for being slow, but they didn't really hurt until after the race. The first 35 kilometers went pretty well (see smiling missionary below), but then I hit the infamous 'wall' and my pace suddenly dropped way down. 
While Amy and I were in Lima, the kids stayed with 4 different families from 4 different cultures. 1 Peruvian, 1 German, 1 American and 1 Californian. To show our gratitude for watching the kids, we bought them donuts at the airport. It looked a bit self-contradictory wearing my marathon shirt carrying a bag with 3 dozen donuts in it getting on the airplane this afternoon.
The finishers' medals had a nice touch to them. They had engraved on each one, "Boston, Corriendo por la Paz" which means "Boston, Running for Peace". I think I'm done running marathons until Deadwood 2015, when we are on home assignment.
