They're going to post more individual photos at some point, but this gives you an idea of what the environment my dad was running in.
Sunday morning, around 11 am (when he was due to finish), my brother, husband, and myself were huddled at our computer searching for his name and time. My mom hadn't found him yet after the race (you can imagine with that crowd), so no one knew anything. We finally found his name, held our breath, and then I saw 3:34:25 (he needed a 3:35:59 or under to qualify). I yelled, "HE DID IT!!!! HE QUALIFIED!!!!" And then I cried.
My brother called my mom and told her the news. The crowd that was with her started cheering and they were so excited.
Not long after, I got a call from my dad. I could barely talk I was so excited for him. You don't understand what a meaningful thing this was for us!
So on April 19, no matter what, you'll be able to find me in Boston, Massachusetts cheering my dad on in his ultimate race. I'm so proud of you, Dad!
It's going to be awesome.