Ready or not, the marathon is coming. I was woefully unprepared for my first marathon, no question about that. That was 2008, when I injured my knee at about mile seven and limped over nineteen miles to the finish.

In between the start and finish I was passed by not only those older than me but several disabled participants: a double amputee with prosthetics and crutches and a blind runner, to name two.

That was inspiring.

I have to do better this time. And I will.
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