Before I started my day today I watched the New York City Marathon which has always been a source of happiness for me.
Watching everyone who has trained for months do something that just isn’t easy is amazing. And the feeling I get cheering them (the fast runners, the tired walkers, the people with crazy costumes) on can’t be accurately described.
The marathon is part of the reason why I love my city. This year I stood at mile 18 and watched the runners. Not my usual spot from years past and I watched alone but I am happy I did.
