The Marathon

This past Sunday was the Rochester Marathon. I was up early to head out on the course and organize my road marshals. Everyone showed up, everything ran smoothly.

The marathon always gets me. It moves me to see all of the runners, pushing themselves to the edge of what is possible to accomplish. I was standing on the street corner, cheering them on, with tears in my eyes, so amazed by their determination.

This photo is not in Rochester, but rather Providence. The finishers in the photo are both full and half marathon runners. It couldn't be done without the volunteers in the yellow shirts.