And some Boston love

This morning I am going on a run with the secret agents of Boston running, otherwise known as the Llamas or The Most Informal Running Club Ever.

This is an attempt to get more communal with my running, and, truth be told, find some way to trick myself into keeping it up after the marathon in October, when I'll retire my 12-year-old Adidas shoes and declare myself in need of proving nothing ((running-wise)) to no one.

I saw these guys at the Tufts 10K and think they're great. Also, they run and then eat. They're my kind of people.

I also saw this on their website and it made me tear up.

I love our city.