Boston Stories

Coping-mechanisms as we walked and cramped our way through the last few miles

As I slowly did my walk-run combo, with severe cramps in my calves and quads being so bad they would occasionally jolt me to an uncomfortable, albeit brief, stop altogether, I made my peace with my...

Smiles and tears of pure happiness: Positively!

Being a “slower” runner means your own private finish line & a kick ass photo! Someone told me to run right down the middle of Boylston if I wanted the perfect finish line photo. I’m so glad I...

Boston #2: “Do not anticipate trouble… Keep in the sunlight.”

Running through Natick I was thinking about last year. Mile 10 was when I faced the first major downpour. Guess what happened at when I passed the mile 10 sign this year? The sun came out! Happy Jen...

I PRed! I had food poisoning the night before, too.

Once on Boylston, I tossed my sunglasses. After racing with them all morning, it felt like seeing the world in technicolor. The sky was bright blue, the buildings were glowing and I was just SO...

It’s only after you tell yourself you can’t that it becomes true.

Running in the elite women’s start—an opportunity I’ve never had before—was one of the things that made me most eager to run Boston again, despite the poor buildup There is an obvious downside to a...

“I don’t know if I want to get off the bus.”

“A little bit of rain. A little bit of wind…” Jolie Hales Age – 36 Tustin, California Bib # 18450 4:43:08...

I noticed I was no longer sweating. This concerned me, but I was close enough to the end I figured I could make it.

To make things worse, I was getting passed by what seemed like hundreds of runners at this point. They were like a river running past me. I thought it was even thousands, but looking back and knowing...

Ode to the 121st Boston Marathon ♥

Because there’s no way I could describe what it was like to experience Boston, I won’t even try. Instead, I’m just going to say “Thank You.” Thank you to mother nature for providing a day that was...

Something to Remember when I’m 88

The Boston Marathon experience is, for the serious runner, the ultimate rush of emotions excitement, fear, pride, and for first-timers, overwhelming. My first Boston experience is a memory I will hold...