The Marathon

It was the coldest day of the year, and raining on-and-off, but I made it across the line. My first marathon: done.

The race was actually a very enjoyable experience. Everyone, runners and supporters alike, was in high spirits and there was laughter and encouraging words the entire way. Along the way, I took a few moments to observe the trees, and the river, and the general sights and sounds of the relatively tranquil Philadelphia morning in November. Those cheering us on were helpful, offering everything from gatorade and water to tissues and even brownies! I gotta say, that little cube of chocolately goodness really hit the spot at mile 21.

It seems that our family can only get together and coordinate mutual presence for something on the scale of a graduation or wedding, but magically everyone turned up — Mischa from Atlantic City, Johanna from Washington, Mum & Papi from Maplewood, and me from Brooklyn. Of course, I think my route to the finish line was somewhat more taxing than anyone else’s. Haha.

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

Official time: 4:51:15 – pretty much what I estimated.

18

Nov 2007

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