We weren’t in Boston last year for the marathon so I’ve never felt it was my place to get on board with the Boston strong tag line. Today though I was excited to be part of the day. To be honest, you kind of have to, the city is pretty much shut down.
We wandered up to Beacon Street which was the 24mile mark. The sky was blue and full of helicopters, police everywhere and it felt really safe. Now I’m no runner, but my friend Tina has taught me how important it is to cheer for the participants, so with Aussie and American flags in hand we found a spot on the railing.
We cheered and cheered and cheered. Well I did, the kids got bored quite quickly. I *think* we saw a friend of my parents, if not a random guy was encouraged quite loudly. Every Aussie that ran past got an extra ‘go Aussie’ and I even saw someone wearing a essendon footy top and he managed a high fist pump when he heard me.
I was so proud of all the runners, a marathon is not on my to do list at all and I hope that the crowd support helped them along. All I know is that if I was in a race half way around the world it would give me a bit of a boost hearing someone from home and I’d run that little bit further and little bit faster.
Well done to every participant, just by competing you’ve done so brilliantly.