“Ever tried. Ever failed. No Matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.” — Samuel Beckett. . . Long post alert! . . This is such a hard post to do. Unfortunately Boston was just not my race. The wind and rain was too much for my body to handle. At Mile 15.5 I was pulled off by a medic due to hyperthemia. I was stumbling and my body wouldn't stop shaking. It was hard yesterday when strangers were congratulating me because they assumed I had finished. I just smiled and said thanks, because I was to embarrassed to say I actually didn't finish. So today I'm holding my head up high and telling everyone "yes, unfortunately I didn't finish my first Boston", but I still worked my butt off. I made it to the start line in seriously awful conditions and kept pushing until my body decided it had enough. I will be back and definately not going to let one failed race define me. Thank you so much for everyone who checked in on me after my tracking stopped and thank you for all the kind words on St...