Yesterday, thousands awoke to Marathon Monday, and friends, family, and members of the running community far and wide tracked and watched with glee as runners crossed the start line in Hopkinton and made their way to that famous left turn … Continue reading
I have never been so excited to spectate a race. Boston’s marathoners are the best of the best—simply meaning, they’ve qualified to be there with unbelievable race times, and no doubt everyone was out for a personal best. Truth be … Continue reading
Ok. I’m not even running the Boston Marathon and I STILL feel like a kid on Christmas morning. Except Christmas morning is today—a Saturday—the day I leave for Boston. It will also be tomorrow—Sunday—the day I go for a lovely run with Maura. And it will also be Sunday—Patriot’s Day—the day of the ACTUAL marathon.
As promised, I awoke at 6:30 on the button (still tired due to allergies, but the Christmas morning feeling overrode that), and quickly made coffee and did any last minute chores before I head out for my last 15-miler of spring training season. And low and behold, who should also be awake this early on a Saturday? My fellow running/jewelry making partner in crime.
Side note: I have a habit of typing everything in caps locks when I’m overly excited. I will not apologize for this.
Hours later, my long run is completed, my bags are packed, and after a slight delay, I’m on the train playing, “Guess the Capital Game.” Whilst making friendship bracelets.
It’s time to get hyped for Boston, where I’ll be cheering loud and proud. Good luck to all runners this weekend and I would tell you to be careful, but I think baa.org has done a pretty decent job of that.