and actually my first at bc. since freshmen year i was with my family in newton cheering on my dad, sophomore year at brad's apartment, junior year in new zealand. but this year, i woke up early to have breakfast and mimosas and went outside to cheer on the runners in the rain and cold (not as bad as expected though).
my dad said after he ran the boston marathon that it is an incredible experience to have people lining the street the entire way cheering you on. and i love standing there clapping and screaming and yelling encouragement.
and, of course, seeing the kenyans win
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