wicked tired

Returned from UAA conference indoor track championships today, at Brandeis University in Boston. I ran the 1500 meters, with not-so-stellar results.

The trip was fun, though. My fourth or fifth time in Boston, I think. We were allowed some time on our own downtown last night; dropped off between Faneuil Hall and the wharf, and given some freedom. I ate my first lobster at the Black Rose, which was exciting, but it was more exciting to simply be swirled up in all of the activity and culture. People everywhere. I didn't realize what an industrial wasteland the city of Cleveland is. Everything just seems so lifeless and desolate here, in comparison.

A few of us came upon the Bill Rodgers Running Center right near Quincy Market, which was a treat. Half running apparel store, half shrine to Rodgers, who, among other running achievements, set the American marathon record at 2:09:27 back in 1979.