“No, We Won’t Be Shaken…”

I was able to finish the race. I quickly moved through the finish line, because I do not like crowds. I grabbed my medal and some food and then started making my way to the buses to get my checked bag. As soon as I got my bag I called my husband Adam. He had […]

It was the Boston. How could I not finish?

My Boston Marathon story is simple. All I had to do was run 26.2 miles. Oh, and be fast! I grew up in the Alabama Children’s Home in Troy. According to statistics and the high school guidance counselor, I was not exactly “going places.” But as a teen, I was introduced to running by a […]

“I love Boston, Boston loves me”

My first Boston was in 1997. I had tried hard to qualify so I could run the 100th anniversary Boston Marathon in 1996. I did three marathons in December 1995, trying to qualify, and missed by several minutes each time. The final attempt was the “Last Chance Marathon” in Tampa, a one-time marathon set up […]

Running on Great Shrimp Scampi in Tretorn Tennis Shoes

One day I was searching through my race results, to look over my marathon finishes. I ran sixteen marathons in the ’70s. I was somewhat surprised to find I only had printed results for seven of them. Through the years and moving several times, I no longer had results for the other nine. One of […]