I am not a very successful marathoner. Yes, I finished one… "Finished" being the key word… Not "ran".
Nevertheless, after completing that marathon, I was pretty sure I wanted to do another one.
And now I'm sure.
Because finish lines should look like this:
Or this:
I want to run another marathon because there's so many good people in the world.
Because it's a marathon (if you've done one, you know).
Because it sucks to be scared (of failure or life in general).
Because I'm so angry.
Because of all the people who were supporting, finishing, and volunteering in Boston 9 days ago.
Because I want to run across the finish line at 4:09:23 and shatter my first result and my fear.

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