On another inescapably humid Florida morning, the race began and the only participant in sight started running.
Cheryl Sobering was in the midst of the most historic 26.2-mile race in the country, although it didn’t quite feel that way.
At the Boston Marathon, the spectators were so loyal for the runners. A stranger once gave up her own dry socks to Sobering on a 30-degree torrential rainy race day. Now, no one was cheering at all.
Like almost everything else in American life, this year’s Boston Marathon was swept up and disrupted during the coronavirus pandemic.