My Boston Marathon True Story & Other Lies

“One of the few other parts of the race I remember clearly is running up Heartbreak Hill. I looked up and literally couldn’t see where I was supposed to run. The hot weather brought out everyone with their BBQ’s and beer and obviously crowd control wasn’t a high priority… “Luckily, a motor cycle cop came […]

“Just go straight up the stairs to the right.”

In 1982, I was 25 years old. I qualified for The Boston Marathon at the Dallas White Rock Marathon in December of 1981, with a time of 3:05. (I had run one marathon before White Rock, the New Orleans Marathon, also in 1981.) When I received my results booklet after Dallas (these printed results came […]