I came in from the cold of the first 10K of marathon-watching to meet K. and O. for lunch at the noodle place in Union Square. O. had the chicken satay which is an appetizer so the waiter brought that first while we waited for our noodles even though really we all wanted to eat at the same time so we could get uptown and watch E. run past mile 22. I felt hurried. But of course we had plenty of time. When E. finally ran by he gave me a high five and it was the best. I can’t believe I know people who run marathons. I can’t believe some day I’m going to run a marathon.

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