by Dr. Pyro » Wed Apr 21, 2010 8:07 am
It was not my finest hour running the Boston Marathon. Sure, I completed most of it, but with a badly strained (possibly torn) hamstring, my training the final four weeks came to a crashing halt, as did I. Did manage to get through the lovely women at Wellesley College, got "flashed" twice and stole probably four or five kisses from the beautiful sirens.
But alas, it was not my day. But I have completed Boston twice and have run and finished a total of 26 marathons, so I have nothing to be ashamed of. As we marathon runners are wont to say: "Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you."
Monday I was baked Boston bear food.