Laurel's run

I've been blogged about our gambling status, but I haven't mentioned Laurel's half marathon yet ... that's because I didn't really know much about it.  Around 5:30 a.m., I woke up and saw her getting ready to go, and went back to sleep.  Then I got up at 7:30 a.m. and trekked to the finish line (which was practically a marathon in itself) and waited to see her finish.  About an hour later, the phone rang -- it was Laurel telling me she was back in the hotel; I had completely missed her dash past me to the finish line (there were a LOT of people there).  She says it was her best time yet, around 2 hours and 5 minutes, but I'll let her write about the details on her own blog.