Be excellent to each other.
My running friend, Eric, missed qualifying for Boston last year by .02. How cruel is that. Never mind, he ran his 7th consecutive Boston, this time on a charity bib. Surely he would get in this year no problem, right?
He’s pretty badass. He runs 100 mile races (and buckles). Multiple Bostons, Chicago’s, etc.
This year he missed qualifying for Boston again. By .01.
Some woman just drove past me in a minivan with “NKOTB” on the license plate. I’m scared for humanity.