Night Before the Race: New Mexico Marathon
Despite allowing what I thought was plenty of time to get to the airport after the Seattle debacle, it turned out that I hadn’t accounted for just how long you have to wait for a train when you’re headed to the airport at 6 AM. My flight to Vegas was at 8 AM, and 7:40 found me sprinting through security to reach the flight. Upon arriving at the gate, the agent told me that she had had real seats, but gave them away to people who were below me on the standby list (because I wasn’t checked in or at …