Before the race started, I was overcome with this tremendous amount of gratitude. Approx., three years to the date, my life had become quite unmanageable. I was quite unhappy and lacked a sense of who I really was and what I wanted to do with my life. It is amazing in such a short time how things have changed. Certain people were put in my life and now there is no holding back. Instead of existing in life, I'm living!
If you have never been to a Boston Marathon, it is a truly amazing spectacle. The crowds, the music, the fellow runners, it is truly amazing. I felt so strong throughout the whole race and seemed to be floating along the race. I am more of a Clydesdale than Thoroughbred but for one day I felt fast. I know for certain that I had my guardian angels with me. Everytime I lace up the sneaks, I think of Owen and all little babies with SMA. Thoughts of Owen and my newest friend, Gwendolyn were with me throughout Boston. I also had alot of thoughts and memories of my dog Beau, who passed away in December.
I am a very grateful man and can't wait until the Western States. Till next time.....