In November of 1978 while living in Ft. Lauderdale, I had a phone conversation with my older brother, Don, and he told me had had just run the Marine Corps Marathon. I was instantly overcome with jealously. My brother had done it, didn't tell me he was going to do it and I was on the outside looking in. That left me with an intense desire to run a marathon. For 31 years it has been eating away at me and I have tried to train for the "big run" but always came up short. Until now.
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