Beautiful Boston

The Mackey ocean playground

Absent from the Boston Marathon for three years, 2014 called me back. This race is so much more than the race.

Friday Foré

Our approach to the big weekend was a measured one, enjoying an ocean-side run along the New Hampshire coast with friends. The day ended with a beautifully prepared late-night dinner where we reluctantly left the table just short of midnight.

Saturday Shuffle 

Avoiding the hassle of driving in Boston, a morning that came too early found us catching the commuter bus from Portsmouth to South Station. After a luggage drop at the superbly located  College Club of Boston, we made way through packet pick-up without a wait. How do they serve 38,000 runners with that efficiency? The Expo was well spaced with lots of new products and a few celebrity runner sitings.

With a Monday race day, Saturday evening is traditionally my time to gather up my Boston-based friends and catch up over dinner. This year, we chose Joe’s American Bar & Grille, casual with delicious selections and local favorites.  Macaroni and cheese with lobster was my choice and perfect to keep the carb count building. photo

An after-dinner walk on Boylston Street, closed off to traffic, became a promenade with hundreds of people, runners, families, locals, mulling around the finish line.  There was a sense of serenity in that evening crowd, a feeling that can only follow the deepest of pain and loss.

Take A Breath Sunday

The day before any marathon, and this one in particular, is my day for quiet and contemplation. After a brief shake-out run in the Public Gardens, a service down the street, a light mid-day lunch/dinner and the ritual laying out of race morning clothing/bib/Garmin, I hunkered down for the day.

Race Day Reverie, Resilience & Reverence

A 38,000 runner race, and I walk right into several of my training partners enroute to the bus lineup. Arriving in Hopkinton, we settle in until our corrals are called.

My thrift store halloween fleece buy fit right in and was left at the start along with other runner items for pickup by Big Brothers Big Sisters.
My thrift store halloween fleece fit right in and was left at the start for pickup by Big Brothers Big Sisters.



With an 11 a.m. start, temps were a bit warm as I topped a hill near Mile 15 and spotted friends and family.

Interesting that I could tell myself my body was aligned. The camera tells the truth: I was curled up like a comma.
Interesting that I could tell myself my body was aligned. The camera tells the truth: I was curled up like a comma.

Continuing on through the hills somewhere around Mile 18,  One Run For Boston‘s Danny Bent  is suddenly on the course wrapping me in a hug.




I see several runners with cramping legs and other difficulties. Not wanting to join their ranks, I maintain an even pace, continue to drink water and munch on the clementine stashed in my pocket. At mile 21, I remind myself it’s downhill and flat from here. I can feel the heightened emotion of fellow runners and hear the increasing volume of the crowd as we make the turn onto Boylston. I finish at 4:39:21, a BQ (Boston Qualify for my non-running readers) with 39 seconds to spare.


Boston Finish


Continuing through the finish line wrapped in the activity and commotion, there is also a deep feeling of peace. I am honored and grateful to be among this community

A quick shower and check-out and we’re headed through Boston traffic for a comfort food dinner New England-style at Petey’s.  Broiled scallops and the very best coleslaw made for a perfect post-marathon meal.

Thank you Boston, thank you friends, thank you supporters of One Run for Boston. It’s time to go home.


  1. Thanks, Betty. I love reading other’s first hand experiences as well. I’ve read several and find it interesting how our experiences and perceptions can differ. I hope you run it one year as well – let me know if that works out.

  2. Thanks for letting us enjoy the marathon with you. Sounded like a perfect weekend.

    Sent from my iPhone


  3. Astounding that you can push your body this hard. And even more impressive that you have the grit to do it. Congrats on running your peace, Marylou!

  4. So impressed by your stamina and your positive attitude. You’re in inspiration to all of us. And thanks for the vicarious pleasure of following along with you!

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