Marathon Sunday

No bigger or better block party than the New York City marathon.

Perhaps my favorite Sunday in the city each year is Marathon Sunday - because it's just a 26.2 mile block party in New York City. The runners and wheelers are always inspiring, and everyone is supportive, and it's perfectly fine to yell out strangers' names off their jerseys and tell them they're looking awesome - catcalling turned on its head. 

There are small town-feel viewing parties on balconies and fire escapes and rooftops and sidewalks, and signs and placards and noisemakers and cowbells.

In the early years of living this far east, I had felt trapped in Yorkville; now I feel cocooned (and know to plan for the event) - my little corner becomes cozier and quieter and it's easier to try out new restaurants for brunch or lunch. Yet it still feels very connected to the other 26.2 miles of city neighbors sharing the same experience.

The essence of the small-town-in-the-big-city feel that drew me to my neighborhood.