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I vividly remember where I was on the course running the frigid torrential downpour of the 2018 Boston Marathon when they announced that Des Linden won, the first American woman to do so in 33 years. It was an incredible burst of sunny inspiration during a very tough race. I love how this book was structured with the reflections of that race spliced among other parts of her memoir. It made it feel real to revisit the intense emotions of that historic day. It was especially meaningful knowing all that was going on in Des’s life and health leading up to that crowning achievement. However, the rest of the book lacked the depth and vulnerability that is typically seen in a memoir. It felt more like a narrative summary of her training log, which (although impressive) was a bit boring.