So, by the way, I ran the Boston Marathon last Monday, April 18th. I qualified for it last year running the Tallahassee Marathon in 3:49:59, barely squeaking in under the qualifying standard for my age group. The Boston Marathon is held on Patriot's Day each year, and in Boston (and in the world of running) it is a BIG DEAL. I have never felt like such a celebrity in all my life, honestly. It was exhilirating. Not to mention, it was a fabulous weekend for me to get away alone, to catch up with old friends, run unexpectedly into another old friend, and get to know some acquaintances a lot better.
I flew up on Saturday, and spent the first night with friends Tim and Sarah Leary, and their cutie-patootie little man, Zeke. We have been supporting Tim and Sarah for a number of years in their campus ministries to students both here and overseas--but had never really interacted on a personal level--and it was really cool to have some time in their home to get to know them better and hear about their lives just a little bit. An added bonus was that Tim had run the Boston Marathon several times as a "bandit"(someone who did not qualify for the race but hopped into the back of the pack to run the 26.2 miles "for fun" anyway)! So it was great to pick Tim's brain about the course, race strategies, pre-race fueling, and the best way to get to the start without having to rise at ungodly hours and stand in the cold for lengthy time periods. It was also great on Sunday morning to worship with Tim and Sarah at Park Street Church on Palm Sunday. While taking in the beauty of this old church in the heart of Boston, it was exciting for me to spot in the choir one of my former economics professors from my graduate school days at Hopkins SAIS in DC~Judy Dean. We got to connect after the service, and it was great to catch up a bit.
| Park Street Church, Boston |
| Beautiful old sanctuary |
During the service, I spotted in the choir loft a woman who looked exactly like one of my former economics professors in graduate school at Hopkins SAIS, Judy Dean. As she sang with the choir, I was more and more convinced that, either Judy has an identical twin sister, or she is now living and worshiping in Boston. Tim, who had gone down to the microphone to offer the closing prayer for the service kindly invited her upstairs to meet "someone who thinks she knows you from Hopkins." Lo and behold, it was indeed Judy Dean. Judy is the faculty member that helped a fellow grad student and me to inaugurate a graduate student investigative Bible study in her home 20 years ago. How exciting for me to see her, and to hear that the fellowship taht we started so many years ago is still going strong today!
After saying farewell to Judy (and promising to connect on facebook, which we have since done!), I set out into Boston to take in some sights and make my way to the race expo to pick up my race packet and my bib. It was a gorgeous, clear, warm day--perfect for walking and stretching my legs after traveling the previous day. I walked through Boston Commons and was excited to see the very pond and swan boats written about in the children's classic Make Way for Ducklings. I snapped a shot and quickly texted it to Tom to show the girls.
Some other fun sights from my meanderings before the expo:
| The history of the Boston Commons, and Paul Revere's ride |
| Signs of the marathon were all over town...much excitement in the air, and athletes everywhere sporting Boston Marathon jackets from previous years' races. |
Finally, I made my way past the finish line on Boylston Street and on the the expo a few blocks farther. How exciting to see the very spot I would finish my (hopefully) slightly less than 4 hours of running the next day!
After perusing the expo with a fellow Niceville runner, Anne Gwinnup (the expo was CRAZY--so much running gear, running food, running drinks, running clothing, and official (and expensive!) Boston Marathon logo clothing), I headed back to the Leary's on the T (subway) for a little bit of down time. Tim then took me to my Bed and Breakfast a few miles away in Cambridge where I would spend the next two night--pre-race and post-race. Cute rowhouse, near the campus of Harvard, owned by a woman who is a former-lawyer-now-artist/equestrian. My room was on the 3rd floor, which I knew would be painful the day after the race.
After unloading all my expo gear, I headed back into Boston on the T to meet up with Anne at the race participants' pasta dinner at City Hall. We loaded up on pasta, salad, bread, and brought home with us Greek yogurts and lots of drinks they made available to the athletes. Back to the B&B with a full tummy, anxious to get my gear in order for the morning and get into bed a little bit early.
And...stay tuned for the next post...the actual run!

