Yesterday was one of my very favorite days of the year in New York City. The NYC Marathon. I love and thrive off of the energy out there - of those pounding the pavement and of those watching, cheering, high-fiving anyone who's up for it. It's an incredible feat - for first-timers and many-timers alike - and still gets me choked up year after year.
It was especially meaningful yesterday because my dear friends Lizzy and Jenny ran their first marathon! It was thrilling be able to see them at our corner in Brooklyn - and then to jump in at mile 20, along with Lizzy's sister, and run the last 6.2 with Lizzy. I felt like a complete poser - but was happy to be playing the role of team support.
Problem is, I've got the bug now. It's been three years since I ran the 26.2 in NYC myself and now I want it again. Next year - game on!
Congratulations Lizzy & Jenny!! You did it!!!!!