My boyfriend – whose blog name is “fast feet” in English – ran Boston Marathon yesterday for the fourth of fifth time, and despite having an injured calf. He finished sub3 which I know he is very happy with considering that calf he’s been trying desperately to get fixed for the race.
I usually go with him to Boston but this year I didn’t. He’s on his way to NYC for a night as we speak and before the race he spent a few days with friends in LA. If I had been with him, there would definitely be more photos from healthy juice bars and acai bowls and that kind of stuff but apparently he just hung out at Muscle gym?