The most brutal, abusive event. The half-marathon, usually in 30-40 degree weather (ideal), took place in 80 degree weather with humidity that was out of this world. My moisture wicking clothing did not work. I did great until mile 8, maintained a 13.5 minute pace throughout, but my body just could not cope with the loss of fluids and I began to fall apart around mile 10 (ending with an all time worst finish time of 2:59:53). I was so relieved just to finish that I almost started crying. And it wasn't just me...one woman began to pass out on the course, fell, and broke her nose when it hit the edge of the curb. Others were being treated along the course. Seasoned runners were sleeping on the pavement of the Epcot parking lot. After the race, I could barely walk...it was strange because that has never happened to me before. Little did I know, I was fighting off bad dehydration.
On the positive side, I got to see all of the characters (before I started to fade), slapped Stich's h…
