A and I just returned from a fantastic trip back east. Sunday morning found us on the National Mall
in Washington DC, cheering on the runners at the Marine Corp Marathon.
Considering it’s a political town, the spectator signs were
particularly amusing. My two favorites
were “You’re running better than our government!” and “Faster! The NSA is tracking your time”.
We did this race nine years ago and I could not have asked
for a prettier course. We ran through
Rock Creek Park, passed a ton of monuments, and finished at the Iwo Jima
Memorial in Arlington Cemetery. I
remember seeing our friends at the halfway mark near the Capitol. Already exhausted, I promptly plopped myself onto
the curb even though I had thirteen (point one) more miles to go. I probably would have stayed there if A hadn’t
yelled at me to get back up like a good soldier.
We’ve done many other races since, but never another
marathon. It would be really hard to top
that one. The route is amazing, the
spirit of the crowd is infectious, and you’re in one of the best cities in the
world. Running the Marine Corp Marathon
is just one of the many warm memories I have from DC and we’re pretty lucky we
have such good friends there to keep us going back.
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