BOSTON – Bobbi Gibb crouched in the forsythia bushes near the Hopkinton green, waiting for the Boston Marathon to start. She wore her brother's Bermuda shorts, a black bathing suit, a hooded sweatshirt and a new pair of boys' running shoes.
The year was 1966. Women were not allowed to run in the Boston Marathon.
Her mother had driven her to the starting line of the annual 26.2-mile race earlier that morning. Gibb was surprised; it was the first time her mother had been on her side, supporting this crazy quest of hers to be a long-distance runner.
How do you expect to find a husband, she would ask Gibb when she was growing up, if you're off in the woods...