Today we’re running our first ever marathon in Jacksonville, Florida—and if we finish, it’ll be the furthest we’ve ever run. To be clear, we are exceedingly average runners. We’ve only been running for about a year, we didn’t follow some perfect training plan, and with a 6-hour cutoff our goal was simple: start together, finish together, and beat the sweep. We walk you through the whole day: finding the right pace group, dealing with the mental game when people keep passing us, and figuring out what actually works for us (like not going out too fast after learning that lesson in my first half marathon). We also share what our “realistic” training looked like—short weekday runs and one brutal long run on the weekend for about five weeks—plus the little surprises like my feet going numb early on and how gels (especially the caffeine ones) ended up being way more useful than we expected. Around the halfway point it got hard, our pace slipped, and by mile 19 we were officially in “just finish” territory. We even took a gel break to talk about my recent motorcycle crash (yes, I accidentally throttled into Caleb and a concrete wall), and by mile 23 we decided to walk it in. It’s not a highlight-reel marathon—it’s a real one—and we still crossed that finish line together.