Marathon day
Today was Marathon day!
It's been somewhat of a tradition for years as the race passes three blocks from our apartment. So we got up early, but not too early and made it out to see the professional men and women and then the sea of runners our there on this beautiful running day. Being out there on marathon day is always a celebratration - music playing, people carrying signs and ringing bells cheering on family, friends, and strangers challenging themselves in this feat of endurance. I love the pure joy you feel in attendance. As a native NYer and Brooklynite I hate the completely incorrect stereotype that NYers are rude and unfriendly and Marathon day is one of those days where I think NYers true nature is on display. At the school nearest to our apartment the high school marching band plays the theme to Rocky live on repeat and it never gets old. My daughter's old elemenary school had a bake sale on the corner. Inspired we made cookies when we got home to seal in the good marathon day memories.
On the topic of being native NYer I want to put in a plug for one of my favorite books about nyc. NK Jemisin flawlessly represents each of boroughs as a person. Brooklyn is - well I'll let you find out for yourself. But I felt fully Brooklyn style on Lafayette Avenue cheering on runners from all over the world in front of Brownstones on a treelined street.