The Boston Marathon is the world's oldest annual marathon.
Outside of the Olympics, the Boston is the only major American marathon that requires a qualifying time, making it a "people's Olympic event," and with appx 500,000 spectators, it has become New England's most widely-viewed sporting event.
How could we miss that?! Husband and baby and I decided to watch the race in Newton near mile marker 19. Although the finish line downtown would have been much more exciting, we didn't want to risk losing out to unspeakable crowds and traffic, and we heard some pretty amazing things about this location.
We were running late and took a few detours due to road blockage, so we parked in the most random place and followed the crowds. Just then the police and lead cars passed by, it was so exciting.
(timer says 1:28:22)
We missed the wheelchair division, but arrived just in time to see the first elite woman pass, who I believe went on to win the women's division with a time of 2:26:11. Like whoa.
We walked uphill to find a better view, and soon enough the elite men were passing by. They were crazy fast. That guy in purple might be the same guy who won the race. His time was 2:05:52.
Then the real magic happened. There's nothing more inspiring than seeing a bunch of people like you and me (who happen to run at an above-average pace for a very long distance) all take on something so incredible.
I was a huge sucker for the name shirts. GO [random guy named] STEVE!
But we especially loved cheering on any of our Colorado homies...
...and the crazy costumes.
This marathon would be a dream to run, if only for the spectators alone! How awesome would it be to have screaming fans the entire course?
Watching a race like this is what inspired me to run my first marathon in 2005. I loved my marathon in St. George, but afterward swore I'd stick to half marathons (at most) from then on out. But shoot, after this, I may have to change that! Don't hold me to it, but here's to hoping.
The race picked up even more after that, but a sweet baby soon realized how tired he was, so we headed out. Long or short, it was worth every minute.