Before the run, I had driven down Broad Street many times. I don’t remember ever having driven the entire length, but given the heavy traffic and many traffic lights that one frequently encounters there, I’m sure that doing so would tax my patience.
Running down Broad Street, however, I found myself mildly surprised at how quickly I came upon familiar landmarks. US-1, a/k/a Roosevelt Boulevard, for example, crosses Broad Street about three miles down the course. Yet when driving the same stretch, I frequently felt that the trip to that point was interminable. Arriving there on foot sooner than I had expected, then, enhanced my motivation and my confidence that I’d make it to the finish.
Still, I’m not that familiar with Broad Street north of City Hall. I was unaware, for example, of how far north Temple University Hospital is from the campus of the university itself. When I finally passed Temple, a few doubts may have entered my mind not about finishing but, rather, if the distance was going to seem a lot longer than I’d anticipated. In such times, then, I thought back to my long training runs and reminded myself that, yes, I had recently run the same distance (although, of course, not in such hot weather).
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