What I Learned From Destroying Myself at the NYC Marathon
Briefly

"As we all approached the line, with runners beginning to hop up and down with nervous anticipation, I removed my sweatshirt and tossed it in the box. I then took out my phone, loaded up my Spotify, and realized ... I'd just thrown out my headphones with the hoodie."
"The New York City Marathon is not something to be filtered through one's apps and siloed into algorithmic personalizations. It is best experienced with open ears, open eyes, and, yeah, I'll say it: an open heart."
"To be among the people of New York for four hours is to be carried by them, and I'd have missed so much of it if I'd been enveloped by indie rock and death metal."
Read at Intelligencer
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