Cookie left on my hotel door last night.
Boston Marathon race report. 3H:36M.This race was my second slowest, the wheels started to fall off around mile 16 with GI issues and only got worst. However it was probably the most special for me. I received so much support from family and friends and on the course was extraordinary. I could not have completed this race without each and everyone of them and you. I witnessed so many random acts of kindness by strangers towards each other. I saw true heros like Dick Hoyt pushing his quadriplegic son as he has for so many decades as where others, those runner aides for the blind and disabled. Other runners watching out for each other, takin care at the cost of their own time. Spectators cheering us on thanking us, I was humbled I should be thanking them and I did. I was offered, hi-fives, icees, drinks, fruit, donuts, beer, cigarettes and best of all kisses in Wellsley (I did not stop). Number of times I heard entire neighborhoods gathered signing “Sweet Caroline”:4 Number of times I cried afterward: 4. Number of times I cried today in joy: 26.2 thanks to my sisters or coming out from Florida and L.I. to wait 3 hours to watch me hobble by. Thanks to my wife and son for putting up with their runner Poppa and his craziness. Thanks to Boston for demonstrating today that the Finish line belongs to you. Thanks for your grace, spirit, grit and love. You showed today the best of humanity. Boston I love you!
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