The pain appeared gradually, barely noticeable at first. In the beginning, it truly was nothing more than a little soreness. Just something requiring a little extra TLC. But the soreness lasted for days, and as the mileage increased, soreness evolved into pain.
This isn’t the Boston Marathon story I hoped I’d be telling, but that’s okay. It’s a Boston Marathon story, and that in itself, is a privilege. This time four years ago my collegiate running career was coming to a close. I was unhappy, tired, and despised running. As I walked across campus one picture perfect April … Continue reading 26.2 Miles of Lessons: From Hopkinton to Boston