be a part of what was going on but really having no clue what was going on. all i knew is that it felt good. as we stood waiting for the gun my wife looks at me and says “you know you want to run”. i politely replied no i’m going to walk, bang, the gun goes off and the tightly packed crowd of runners begin to take off. my wife looks at me and says again “you know you want to run” and i looked back with a huge smile and i was off. about a mile into it i am feeling great as a gentle pat on my 