I’d always said that I’d figured that once I reached my Boston, I’d run the race (rather than racing it). Thinking I’d want to savor the moments: handing out high fives to everyone in sight with an outstretched hand and that sort of thing. Even before I registered, I was rethinking this plan.
Considering that I’d be toeing the line with many of the best runners in the world, why would I want to lolly-gag? Perhaps the better question is could I actually resist the pull of the race with all of those quick runners?
And now that the race filled so quickly, leaving many how met the BAA’s qual standards without a race bib, I almost feel obligated to live up to my BQ status. With that in mind, I glove up my feet and get back “on track” with a few (yes, only a few) Yasso 800s.