A year ago, Courtney and I were cheering for the marathon runners in Paris. Today, Bruce and I walked over to cheer the runners in St Louis. The route completely circles our neighborhood - not good if you need to go some where in the car, because the streets are all blocked off. Our street is at mile 19 - the top of the last big hill before starting the gradual descent back toward downtown. I actually thought people looked pretty chipper, though this early in the race, most of the runners are fairly young and in really good shape. Seeing so many athletic, energetic people made me think about running in the Half Marathon next year, but then I got tired of watching and went home and ate a cheese muffin.
