On an unseasonably cold spring morning last month, I was amongst the sea of people who lined up at the Plaza de Colon – named for the Spanish explorer Cristobal Colon nee Christopher Columbus – ready to run through the street of
I am a runner. I may not have qualified to run Boston this year. I may have been qualified and chosen not to run. I may have been injured and unable to run. I may never have qualified. But, I am a runner. And, my heart is in Boston today!