Going the Distance
A celebration of endurance becomes a reminder of mortality
I like running, and I like racing. But when it comes to running marathons, I really like the sense of accomplishment that comes from crossing the finish line! A marathon can be summed up as “the agony that leads to ecstasy.” Certainly the Boston Marathon of April 15, 2013, illustrates those feelings more than any in recent memory.
Little did I realize that on a cool, sunny Patriots’ Day I would come just minutes from being in the blast zone of two bombs set off by terrorist brothers.
All Planned Out
I was properly trained and well rested at the start. Just to qualify for this, the oldest marathon in the world, I had to …