At this point, mainly a photoblog of my life. Tangible evidence that I exist and that I've ever done anything is scant, since I haven't owned a camera until very recently, and have to depend on the shutterbug tendencies of others.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
I had come straight from work. Hence, the pink button down.
In the bleachers at a Yankees game.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Springtime on Leroy Street.
The view from the Brooklyn F train into Manhattan, overlooking Kentile floors.
Blooms outside the library at Sixth and Greenwich.
Daniela ran me in the last six miles, which was crucial. I wouldn't've finished otherwise.
Crossing the finish line.
Coming up on the line.
Making "the turn" in the homestretch into Boston proper.
You can see I'm significantly less pumped about Mile 19, as compared to Mile 9.
More Jumbo marathon watchers.
Tufts marathon spectators.
Crossing mile nine in the Boston Marathon... rockin' the Tufts baby blues and feeling good.
These are some photos I got off a CD that the photographers sold me. I'll go through and write some better captions later... the girl who's flogging my sorry ass through the last six miles is Daniela, without whom I probably wouldn't've finished.
