While I toil away on a more comprehensive post about spending Saturday in the presence of the Dalai Lama, I thought you might get a chuckle at my expense from the following video clip. Remember how I posted a few, fun Marathon Monday shots (mostly before the race when I was lucid and showered) and told you that the grisly race photos would follow?
I’ve surpassed photos with a video, shot by my brother at mile 21 of the Boston Marathon (right in Boston College territory- you can see Mary Ann’s in the background at one point) and outdone grisly with post-Heartbreak Hill, delusional, and downright scary-looking. Someone cracked about whether I’d blog during the race, and I certainly wasn’t planning on it, but after my showdown with the Newton hills (they won, by the way), I would’ve done anything to distract myself from the sheer agony I was feeling.
Thanks to Reece for his handy camera-work on the go. He also had a knack for getting all the nice B.C. gals to cheer for me (once they realized he was a supporter as opposed to a really relaxed, not very sweaty runner, who looked as if he’d just had two mimosas and jumped in at Cleveland Circle). Oh wait, he DID just have two mimosas and jump in at Cleveland Circle.