Friday, April 25, 2008

Random Boston Moments

First, everything and I mean everything about the Boston Marathon was first class. Everything was so well organized. The volunteers were enthusiastic, helpful and knowledgable (except no one seemed to know who actually won the race, my wife had to tell me). The Boston and Massachussetts State Police were totally professional during our race as well as during the Olympic Trials the day before. They were cordial and helpful and I never saw them lose their cool with anyone who didn't deserve it.

This was the first race where I was aware of blind people running. About 5 miles into the race I noticed a guy in front of me with "legally blind" written on the back of his shirt. I watched him urun for a quarter mile or so, wondering all the while if he was really blind or not, until he finally ran right into the guy running in front of him. OK, I thought, he's legit. I have no idea how he was able to stay on course. The second blind guy had a guide with him which I thought was much safer for everyone involved. But that first guy, I still don't know how he did it.

I saw Fenway Park while I was running. This is significant because many people have run Boston multiple times and have never noticed Fenway. I knew to start looking for it when I got near the giant Citgo sign and I really did have to consciously look for it, as it's not on the marathon course but near the course. Looking back, I'm surprised I even had the energy to remember to look for it, let alone find it. I was out on my feet.

Speaking of my feet. I've got blisters on my blisters. Actually, I have blisters under my toe nails, but only on my right foot. So strange. I've been draining them for days. Lovely. Damn down hills.

I hate when people dress up in costumes and run a marathon. I hate it even worse when people dress up in costumes, run a marathon, and beat me. Bastards.

Here is a photo of me with all of my super fast internet running buds. This was taken about an hour before the start of the race.

I guess that's enough about Boston. Hopefully, it's out of my system now. Except, I'll be back next year. Redemption.

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