I was so proud of Luke. He was quite sick (easily the sickest he's been in the entire time we've been together), but he fought through it. Despite being sick to his stomach twice before we even left for the race, he insisted he still wanted to do it and went out there with the 4000+ others to run the 10km. He didn't have his best race, but he did do it on an empty stomach, slightly dehydrated. All that really matters is that he crossed that finish line (with a great burst of speed at the end I might add!).
Luke getting close to the finish line :) Credit for this picture goes to our friend Lisa.
I finally got my pictures to upload correctly :)