No matter how many races I watch, there’s something so inspiring about seeing that final tenth of a mile. At least one runner makes me cry, always. This year, it was a mom running — struggling — until her two kids and husband raced up on the sidewalk parallel to the course and finished out the final steps with her. It was Mothers Day.
There was one thing that drove me crazy, though. Race directors take note.
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