my kind of crazy, my kind of awesome

If I took the time to write a post detailing everything I did this weekend, it would 728435 pages long and you should probably just go and read some recaps from people who actually ran the race.  So I'll just hit the good stuff.


I spent a LOT of quality time with my favorite running redhead:

and my new other favorite running redhead:

Actually, Boston was basically just redheads on parade.

I ran a 5K with some fabulous girls.  I WAS RUNNING THAT WAS ME!!!

I ate and drank my way through a great deal of Boston (shocker).

 Yes, there is icing on all 10 of my fingers and chocolate in my teeth.

I met tons of kickass ladies in real life that I've spent many months texting, emailing, twittering and chatting with - and they were far more fabulous than any words could do them credit.

And I stood on the sideline and watched thousands of runners run the last steps of their Boston Marathon, their victory lap, their A race, their no-one-understands-why-we-do-it race.  Ryan Hall and Kara Goucher ran by, and that was cool, but even better was yelling and screaming and clanking my bell for people I actually knew, both people I've been pulling for through every step of their training and people I've only recently met.  And some of them have really powerful stories, and some of them were just plain old trying to kick ass for the sole purpose of laying it down on the road.  Either way, it was motivating and emotional and amazing to stand on the sidelines and watch all these runners drive it home.  It reminds me why I do what I do, and why it's worth it to keep fighting.  All these people are my kind of crazy, this awesome kind of crazy, and I'm so thankful that I was there in this weekend to get my athlete batteries recharged.  Now go read race recaps!