18 miles in Central Park this afternoon… soon after I got out there, I found I was under-dressed and developed a stitch in my side. But any thoughts of dogging or abandoning it were dismissed once I saw the people competing in the Knickerbocker 60K, a 37.3 mile run through the park. This is the anti-New York marathon, with about 100 competitors and a dozen or so spectators. They were running in the opposite direction as I was, so I tried to cheer them on as we crossed paths.
“Keep with it.” “Stay strong.” “Looking good. Think about your form.”
Most seemed to appreciate it — and seeing them struggling on inspired me as well.
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