The Boston Marathon is the most famous distance race in the world. I never thought I’d witness it… until I happened to watch it on vacation.
The 26.2-mile event was held Monday; it starts out in a suburb and the runners work their way toward downtown.
Although I’ve been a sportswriter for decades, my limited experience with the race involved things like compiling lists of Iowans competing, working through results, and even looking for a few friends who competed.
An elevated train platform provided a nice view of a swarm of runners at the Boston Marathon. (Photo by John Naughton.)
I was in New England on vacation over the weekend and heard that the marathon was held Monday. So why not stay an extra day and watch the race?
It was a bit like being in Kentucky on the eve of the Derby, or in the same state as the Super Bowl. What a fun coincidence.
I did some rushed research and came up with a plan to watch the race at a spot midway through the course (about 10k in) conveniently located near a train station for easy access in Framingham.
By Monday morning, I was parked at the Worcester, Massachusetts, Union Station at 4:30 a.m.
Wheelchair races rush along the Boston Marathon course while fans along the street cheer. (Photo by John Naughton.)
I wasn’t sure what to expect on arrival. I could tell I was very, very early. No one was lined up yet.
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