A week ago today, Nancy woke up at 2:45am to catch the first flight out of Boston Logan Airport, where she had come to Boston to cheer me on as I fulfilled my dream. As you can imagine, there wasn't much sleep before that alarm sounded. Neither of us ever imagined we would leave Boston with such heavy hearts.
|Toast at the Ritz Saturday night.|
|Day before race at the start, right in front of where the first bomb went off.|
|Pre-race dinner in Little Italy (North End).|