If you’re reading this, I made it home (mostly) in one piece. After 3 hours of sleep and 11 hours spent in airports and airplanes, I touched down at Logan with just a few hours before the Blues Run, the first race of this year’s summer series along the Charles. Running 4.2 miles while overtired and under-hydrated made for a less-than-Amazing-Race. At one point I got passed by a geriatric…
