Sadly this year there were no Red Cups.  I must begin with that, because I know that my droves of readers (I mean both of you) were eagerly awaiting the reappearance of those gentlemen on this blog.  Alas, my research from the internets told me that one of the Red Cups ran far away, but then I found out that they were actually around, but somehow did not appear on my radar screen.

So yes, I attended the 114 running of the Boston Marathon and really, it did not disappoint.  Marathon Monday is a day off round these parts and everyone, EVERYONE (people, dogs, Elvis) attends this annual event.

Last year my photos of the actual runners kinda sucked because I didn’t have the proper equipment.  This year I had the proper equipment, so I could engage in some real, honest to goodness sports photography.  Note to the photo nerds out there — I did little to no manipulation of the following images:

Ten photos, you get the point.  I have a zoom lens and gosh darn it, I know how to use it.  I posted so many of the sports photos to prove to myself that I could do it.  I had a real fear of sport photography for a while, and I think I might be getting over it.

Let’s take a look at the more interesting participants in the marathon.  Exhibit A:

Mind you, this was at the finish line.

This next one is for my Polish speaking readers.  For the rest of you, look this word up in the Polish-English dictionary I know you all have laying around.  Here goes:

Now most of these folks choose nice, traditional clothes to run their marathon in.  This next group should consider taking a trip to their local Under Armour fine retailer:

I was expecting some kind of naked person among all of these people, but no one showed.  The costumes were much better than the possibility of anyone naked.

Last but not least, Elvis Presley ran the marathon, despite being 75 years old.  And dead.  Really, really, really dead: