Thursday, April 23, 2015

My Boston 2015 Story

Collin and I sat on the bus together again this year.  You’d think we’d have planned ahead and brought something to entertain us this time.  Something more entertaining than each other, but no, we sat there quietly every now and then commenting on the cloud coverage, politely listening to other people’s conversations around us. Our seats this year ended up right next to the toilet on the bus.  Convenient, but not.  Even though it was forecasted, it wasn’t until the rain started drizzling down the windows there in Hopkinton that reality settled in and we knew it was going to be a chilly, wet day for running.  It eased up for the start of the race which was a courteous thing to do; Collin and I got our pre-race photo taken, and our mile-ish walk from the bus to the starting line wasn’t hurried or uncomfortable.