Jason finished his first half-Ironman. It was at White Lake, about 2 hours south east of us. The weather was unbelievably brutal and hundreds of people dropped out. I saw runners collapsed on the side of the route and vomiting blood at the end. Jason finished in the allotted time but was pretty miserable by the end. He walked most of the half-marathon. After we said hi to him the boys needed something cold, so we got popsicles.
Proof that Jason crossed the finish line.
And was still smiling after.
He immediately jumped back in the lake where he started to cool off.
Ethan took off his shirt and joined him.
We ended up calling my parents and asking them to come get Jason's car because he was feeling too sick to drive home. He made it through without too much kidney damage, we think, and never ended up having to go to the hospital. The next one has to be easier, since it's in November and should be much cooler!
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