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They did it! 10 teams of Kyle Pease Foundation athletes successfully crossed the finish line at the Marine Corps Marathon in Washington, DC on Sunday. 

With zero incidents to boot!

 This year was so much different from last. Mostly in the stress of trying to make sure everyone was where they needed to be, with the info they needed, when they needed to be there. I didn't always succeed in that, but I'm OK with it.


As with every event, I left with a full and happy heart. So many people played huge parts in this weekend...from athlete transport, to athlete care in the hotels (& around DC), to big hugs for me when I really needed them and incredible crowd support. It takes a solid team of people to keep things from falling apart, which it surely would have had they not been there.

Was the weekend perfect? NOPE. Did I learn some valuable lessons? YOU BET. Was it worth it? ABSOLUTELY. At the end of the day, the goal is to get people to the start line and back across the finish line and we succeeded in that. What made that little logistical success even sweeter was getting to see every single one of our athletes turn the corner to the finish line with smiles on their faces. Oh, those smiles will be my favorite memory of this whole experience!

As my good friend (& MCM pushing veteran) Mike says, "These are my people and I love them."

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