Run Fast, Write Slow
I’m not prone to crying. At the Boston Marathon this year, I came very close to tears — twice.
Running, Cycling: Pour la Vie
I’m not prone to crying. At the Boston Marathon this year, I came very close to tears — twice.
Another spring, another Boston Marathon, my fifth in six years. The same obsessive anxieties over the minutia
It was sunny when I finished the Boston Marathon. I stopped my watch and walked, congratulating runners around