The New York City Marathon, in, of all places, New York City a 4:06. Beat my previous NYC time by about 5 minutes. I’ll take it. Had a hope of sub4 until the last 3 miles. Story of my life. Where was this time in the last 6? Oh well. Fun fact: New York City Marathon founder Fred Lebow founded the race in 1970. It was held entirely in Central Park for the first years until it was moved to the streets in 1976 for America’s bicentennial. Lebow died of brain cancer in 1994. A memorial statue to him, named “Forever at the Finish Line”, is moved annually from its typical location on the East Drive at Central Park to the finish every year so that the old race director can continue to supervise his race.
Barco Scot, family of yours?
🎶Purple Rain, Purple Rain🎶
Columbus Circle near the finish.
Mmm, tiss, mmm, tiss, mmm, tiss, mmm, tiss…
So Mommy and I have a different idea of what “peace and quiet” look like. The New York Marathon, does not, to me qualify as quiet.
I’m looking forward to not seeing any more signs about Pu$$!3s.
Elvia Negron-Perez, rocking her super boriqua outfit. ❤️
The Chrysler building in the distance.
I’m on the bottom level of the Verrazano Bridge this time. I prefer the top.
View over to Manhattan from the bridge
“Last Damn Bridge” indeed.
Pre-race selfie because I’ve got nothing else to do while I wait for the bus.
Shit Ray Guimond, the quarter marathon has spawned a 3/4 marathon. Make ready our doomsday preparations.