After crossing the finish line, we had to hobble down a ton of stairs (note to race organizers: descending stairs hurts!), but it was worth it, because I then ate a small cup of the best tapioca pudding I have ever had, as well as a delicious doughnut.
Other highlights of the weekend included (duh, all food-related): the best Indian food in North America at Vij's (I ate braised wild boar in black mustard seed and cream curry, sauteed rapini and spinach with paneer and roasted cashews, and marinated, seared pork tenderloin with garam masala sauteed cauliflower, spinach, and new potato curry), ketchup potato chips, cinnamon buns, and Canadian candy (Aero bars and peanut butter KitKats).
I won't lie, though. Up until Saturday night I was still hoping people would want to chicken out. In fact, in the car to Vancouver, this exchange occurred:
Anny: "We actually won't be running the whole half marathon tomorrow. We're only doing 4 miles of it..."
Kate [thinks]: Yes! Now I can wimp out too! Yay!
Anny: "...because I'm pregnant!"
Kate [thinks]: Shoot. Any way I can become "pregnant" by tomorrow morning?
[Note to god-type deity: I was just kidding there! Joking! Really! I did the run!]