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Chasing a Dream: Running Boston as a Bandit

The next half-hour is spent walking around, drinking lots of water, and participating in some more massive last-minute expeditions.

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12:14 p.m. We finally start moving! Awesome!

12:20 p.m. At long last, and to many cheers, the other 6,000 bandits and I cross the starter’s line. The first several miles are wonderful. I’m warm, completely energized by the crowd and the bluegrass music. My calf has loosened up, and I’m running ahead of my pace. (My theoretical goal was to run a four-hour marathon.)

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