I'm going to Boston!
Only 35 days until race day.
20,000+ runners from around the world will be there. They all qualified for the honour. They dreamed, they trained and together they will fight their way up Heartbreak Hill to cross that fabled finish line.
Over 20,000 runners.
And I will be cheering my heart out for one of them.
We're turning the marathon into a week holiday. Together we will explore the city, take in the sights and enjoy the food. Together we will head to Cape Cod after the race to walk by the ocean, chase whales and visit the local artists.
But on April 18th, Doug will be running alone.
In a sea of 20,000 runners, he will travel 26.2 miles (42.2 kilometers) on his own steam.
He will run by Wellesley College. Apparently, you can hear the girls screaming miles before you get there. According to the folklore, they can't graduate until they've kissed a marathoner. So screams and signs saying 'Kiss me' signal to the runners that they have reached the halfway mark.
He will run up Heartbreak Hill, cheered on by the boys at Boston College.
He will turn right on Hereford and then left on Boylston. And he will cross that finish line.
And become a part of history...again.
It will be Doug's third Boston. My first as a spectator.
It will be a day of excitement, unforgettable moments and plenty of tears.
Bring it on.