“It’s the Superbowl”, my friend, Brendan, succinctly describing the marathon.  Normally, the Superbowl would be enough to describe the Boston Marathon, but this year a Boston Marathon race report could more accurately describe it as gutting out 26.2 miles in cold, windy rain. I love running.  I have for a long time.  I love running more just for the pure enjoyment of running itself, without needing the pleasure of racing or company.  It’s my flow.  However, I’d have a hard time turning down an opportunity to participate in the biggest event, for the sport that I love. The story of …