My mom and I were chatting yesterday and apropos of nothing she asked me where my race was this weekend. It wasn’t a question of IF there was a race this weekend; it was only WHERE the race was.
Now I’ve become Marathoner, the destroyer of weekends.
I just got sent a pop-up reminder that a race I’ve been eyeing for YEARS has settled on a new date and registration opens while I’m in Boston for their marathon on Patriot’s Day Eve (or I guess some people call it “Easter”).
The road calls….
