As in any marathon there were obstacles that came up along the way and things got increasingly hard as the race unfolded. By the time Meb, Abdi and I shot free with a lap to go we were all hurting. I hadn’t done a good job of finishing my bottles along the way as a result of some stomach issues I was having and so the dehydration and lack of calories was beginning to take its toll on me. I have never felt like I did in the last three miles of the trials. My energy was extremely low and I felt like I was beginning to have an out of body experience. I was starting to get concerned that I may pass out. I was glad I had a lot of people praying for me because it was these prayers and the thought of walking into the opening ceremonies at the London Olympics with Sara that got me to the finish line.
Looking forward, I have never felt so optimistic about a marathon as I do feel about the Olympic Marathon. I have a strong since of destiny about this race. I believe God has been preparing me until now for these next 7 months of training and for the race that will unfold on August 12th. I am not sure exactly what the results will be but I know I will walk away from the games and this experience forever changed.