Happy Wednesday! I’m a few days behind my recap, but I still want to share how incredible the Boston Marathon was this year, admittedly so I can revisit it here for years to come. It was exactly the day we needed, and it felt like a celebration from start to finish. My morning started bright and early like every Monday with November Project destination deck at Cassidy Playground in Brighton. They chose the same location for the workout as last year, which was a little unsettling at first, but within minutes I was confident that this was going to be a very different day.
After a quick warm up we grabbed partners for 100 throw-downs and 100 push-ups.
Simple but effective, and it got us on our way quickly to the Mile 18 Hydration Station, where a group of us from NP were volunteering for the day. This is about half way up Heartbreak Hill in Newton, a few miles before the incredible crowds at Boston College and just when runners need an extra boost.
Our volunteer coordinator gave us directions for the day and encouraged us to eat up as we wouldn’t get a break all day once the runners started coming. We had a moment of silence to honor the victims, and from that point on we celebrated our city’s resilience.
The wheelchair wave came first, followed by the elite women, and elite men. And then the masses – a steady influx of more than 30,000 runners until 4:30 p.m. when we broke down our station.
I became a runner after watching the marathon as a student at BC, and I remembered why – you see people of all athletic abilities, ages, and body types coming together to accomplish something they will remember for a life time. The marathon challenges every part of your body, mind and spirit, and you have to rely on the spirit of the community to push through your pain. November Project also had a ton of people running that day, so it was a blast being able to cheer them on towards the finish.
Having been on the other side, I know how vulnerable I am by mile 18 and appreciate any support I can get. I love being able to help runners in the tiniest way, and I knew I had to be part of the race again this year.
Sun-drenched, endorphin-wasted, and sleepy I headed back downtown to call it a night. It was a challenging race as the temperatures climbed way higher than anyone expected, but nothing could take away from the love that day. We finally got our Marathon Monday back, and I’m more determined than ever to qualify for Boston some day. Crazier things have happened
What is your dream big fitness goal?
Did you celebrate the Boston Marathon this year?