Pocono Marathon - Failed Redemptathon
So, I can't tell the Pocono Marathon story without starting in Boston so I hope you don't mind a little diversion first. The past few years in Boston when hanging out in the Athlete's Village, I've actually been disappointed getting called to the starting line. The weekend is such a great experience that the race itself has become a secondary concern. This year I spent a lot of time during the weekend leading up to the race thinking about why I go back to Boston every year. The easy answer is that years ago I set a goal to make it back 10 years in a row. I liked that goal because if I reached it then it meant that I was able to keep a healthy lifestyle going for a long period of time. I also absolutely love training for marathons, but I really don't like racing them. These days the draw to go back to Boston every year is all of the people out here. Our annual reunions are *the* highlight for me every year. The energy in Boston is amazing...