While in Boston this May I ran a half marathon – Boston’s Run to Remember. This is probably as close as I will ever get to running “Boston.” And it was…okay.
I hadn’t really been running, let alone training, and it was crowded.
Also it was hot, and also it was humid. Props go out to people like The Running Peanut who run in a climate like this all the time. I’m definitely spoiled out here in moderate Northern California.
Fortunately, I had no expectations for this race other than to get out there and do it. I took it relatively easy and finished in one piece. Others were not as lucky.
Towards the end I passed a couple of EMTs treating a guy that looked unconscious. I don’t think he was, but he was that out of it. It was a pretty scary sight. Jason ran the 5 mile race, finished before me (obviously) and saw multiple ambulances leave with collapsing runners. Apparently one guy literally dropped within feet of the finish line.
I stopped every once in awhile to take pictures. This is the only one that really turned out.
A couple passing tourists looked confused when I stopped running and hopped onto the sidewalk. So I explained to them, “Water is all I can think about right now. I HAVE to get a picture of this!”
Here’s one of those pictures that didn’t turn out as well, yet describes the race perfectly.