Special Delivery, The Second

I got my official runner packet for the 112th Boston Marathon. Yippee zazoo!
It came with a number voucher for the fabulous 23609 (good guess, Sissy) and a super- frightening informative book of Marathon weekend deets.
Did you know there was an offical dance party for all marathoners at the Roxy?
Did you ever hear of exertional hyponatremia? [...]

23906

But what does it mean?

Cheese

Hey, Marathoners, it’s time for your close-up!
Here we are, the proud and the faithful: The Boston contingent of the Miles for Miracles team.

Note the effectiveness of the reflective material on our tops, hats, sneakers, etc.

I’m 4th from the left in the front row. Is that a boy? No, it’s Kerry and her trusty glowing fuel [...]

Victory

I did it! 18 miles! WHEW! Lots of exclamation points!!! Lots of CAPS! Come on, people, put your hands up! Say it with me: “EIGHTEEN MILES!”
Katie, Jen and I (along with Holly and about 15 other Miles for Miracles runners), completed the New Bedford Half Marathon yesterday. But not before running 5 miles – at [...]

Ma’am

That’s right, he called me “ma’am.” And he completely made my run.
Who’s he? He is a young boy – maybe 11 or 12 – who looked just like my brother Stevie when he was little. He was very tall and hopelessly skinny, with legs that stretched ‘til tomorrow and thick, misbehaving hair whose red wisps [...]

Anticipation

So I read this post, forwarded by my fabulous sister, who ran 5.5 miles yesterday. On the treadmill. Without stopping. Can I get an, “Amen”?
It got me thinking (the post, not the sisterly jogging, but really, Colleen – you rock! Out loud. And in full color. Technicolor, even.). The worst part of this marathon for [...]

Stumped

For several summers as a child, I went to sleep-away summer camp – Camp Calumet in Ossipee, New Hampshire, to be exact.
At the time, I didn’t realize how kumbaya-y it was; it was where all the other kids in my hometown spent their summers, so it was where I had to be. But, that’s another [...]