…is carb-loading with bagels…for spectating.
…is watching the elites run by.
It’s for cheering with your friends.
And smiling with them.
It’s for random thrift stores with punny names.
It’s for pumpkin ravioli. (YUM!)
Post-marathon celebrations with friends. (YES! That’s my training buddy Ashley, whom I’m so proud of.)
And Tumblr potlucks, with some of your favorites.
It also involves choosing your next race. More on that later.
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