OK, let me just say I'm not a runner. ( Oh get up off the floor and stop laughing.) There was a time in the late 70's when I ran a little, around the track at the Shades Valley YMCA, but that about did it. No, I'm in AWE of marathon runners. I don't understand how they do it and live to tell about it , but having a daughter who runs, I've been sucked into the vortex of "runner's world". I'm happy to follow them around and take photos. It doesn't hurt that the Mercedes Marathon ran down Clairmont Avenue, right in front of my apartment again this year......TWICE! I sauntered down about a block to the water/orange stations and caught this friendly volunteer handing out freshly cut orange slices for the runners. If I were running a half or whole marathon, an orange slice would be the last thing I'd want. There were some neighbors up the street with Bloody Marys. Choices.
