" I'm still in search of the white-whale of a Boston qualifying (or "BQ"as road-runners call it) time. I ran well again, dropping my PR by a fewmore minutes but fell 00:57 short of the standard. This marathon stuffis crazy. Seconds really do matter. No time to pose for pictures, greet friends from elsewhere in the country at an aid station, go through dropbags, eat turkey-cheese sandwiches, change socks, or push fist-fulls ofGummi Bears into my mouth (not that they have real food at road races). "
Quote: "My mind is in a whole new place as to what my body can do. "
And then the reply by another ultra runner: " ....& therein lies the hook."