Last Saturday, I thought the plan was for Megan, a good running friend, and me to run 10 to 12 miles. But Megan had a whole 'nother scheme in the works, one she'd been working on for weeks. The short version: Along the way, other friends joined in and ran part or all of the way with us; when we ended at another friend's house, there was a crowd of friends and family to wish me well in the Boston Marathon. But that description doesn't begin to go how special, supported, and loved the morning made me feel. Even now, days later, I tear up thinking about it. The 12-mile+ party was the most special thing anyone has ever done for me. Join in the fun with these photos.
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