I just spent a few hours watching the London Marathon. I really admire these people. I was planning to stay only for an hour because I have tons of work to do (and I am so badly behind), but it was just mesmerising.
I knew of at least one knitter among the runners, and though I don’t know her or what she looks like (I just know her from her blog), she was in my thoughts as I cheered strangers on. I loved how much the crowd cheered people on, especially if they seemed to be faltering and starting to think they wouldn’t be able to finish, you could literally see people start running again because of the sheer emotional support they were getting.
Maybe some day I’ll be able to join them…
fridica 
When I was in England I attended the Blackpool marathon. Reading about post reminded me of that. I was also admiring all those people that run the marathon. It is amazing to see people starting to run after they could barely walk. Thanks for reminding me of my memories