DH was still a good 45 minutes behind his previous slowest time. It was a tough day out there. Even from the start, the energy was lacking. Usually everyone is shouting and cheering as they run through the first bridge . . . this year it was eerily quiet. It was over 80 degrees before they even started. When I walked towards the finish line I watched a constant stream of ambulances fly by. DH said runners were collapsing all around him. He wasn't comprehending what was happening . . . the heat and exhaustion got to his head and he wasn't thinking clearly. He didn't realize the magnitude of what he saw until the next day.