Missing Marathon Monday

I moved from Boston to New York seven years ago. While I struggled to get used to things like the constant media onslaught or the smells, the experience I've had in New York is unlike most other places in the world. Afterall, I've been able to do things here that I never dreamed possible like meeting my wife and being able to order tacos at 3 a.m. (not weighted equally, for the record). However, there are those times when no amount of late night tacos could ever make you feel 100% complete. Last Monday was one of those days. Patriot's Day. Marathon Monday. A state-wide holiday. It's a rite of passage in the Commonwealth that let's young kids hand out orange slices to world class runners and adults to hand out beers to the jogging schlubs who bring up the rear. Even though I've been to the NYC Marathon, nothing is like the 26.2 miles from Hopkinton to Boston where it seems like everyone is out watching. And they probably area because schools, businesses and government are all closed.

This year, I was especially difficult because my friend John Doole ran the marathon for Tedy's Team, a non-profit organization named after Tedy Bruschi that raises money and awareness for stroke. As a stroke survivor at age 29 , John has an amazing story to tell. He decided to put together a video about his situation and raise money for the cause at his site www.runforstroke.com.



Additionally, here's a segment on John and Tedy's Team produced by our good buddy Jeb Fisher at NESN:


While I know the race is over, I encourage you to watch John's story and support his cause in 2011 as he tries to take down his course time from this year. Who knows, maybe he'll need a running partner for along the way.