My husband and I travelled to a marathon destination just over 4 hours from home... we had to take our 4 kids and my parents to watch our kids in order for my hubby and I to race. My husband battled a cold 4 two weeks, and didn't feel great, his ankle started hurting him the night before and I was feeling off this morning, not feeling to great, so I sucked it up because I wanted to support my husband. Today i got into my zone... I felt light headed, but I listened to my music and looked forward to each mile marker, then kept saying to myself.. ok you can do this 3 songs til the next mile.... then finally mile 11... my husband and i looked at each other and said "2 miles to go!!!" Finally we crossed the finish line.................. 1:58!!! My Second half marathon under 2 hours AND now 10 halfs completed!!!!! Once we finished, my husband tells me he puked all last night and up until we left to get to the race location, I was so surprised, he didn't tell me because he didn't want to ruin my race, and I kep running hard because I wanted to support his run! It's pretty awesome how we both ran for each other, not that is a dedicated running partner!!! Sore now.... and exhausted, looking forward to bed!