After six Los Angeles Marathon-s, I decided to sit out this year's event. It was a hard decision. For the last few years, I remember shivering at Dodger Stadium for hours before the race, wondering why I keep putting myself through this. I haven't exactly been doing well at LA Marathon (save my somewhat-close-to-PR run in 2012 ), and with the growing price tag, I decided to see what would happen if I didn't run it. View of the pier. So "The Ukrainian" registered as usual, and I was now the chauffeur. This was probably a boon for him, since I was able to drop him off at Dodger Stadium without having to wake up at 3 AM to park in Santa Monica and take a shuttle. The drop-off area was kind of crazy, but I made it out all right and proceeded to take my sister to the finish area in Santa Monica so she could do the ever-important duty of passing out cold towels at the finish. Since the day's arrangements were not known to me until very close to
my musings since 2006