Kristin Feeney, 23
Brighton
I was part of the group that hit the wall of people and was diverted back. I had been running for over four hours and, by that point, you’re sort of disoriented. Honestly, I was like, this has to be a joke. I have trained in the worst winter ever. I have endured so much. And it was so personal to me to get over that finish line. And when you run your first marathon, the only goal you have is to finish. I had actually already been crying for the last two miles that I’d been running because my shoes had been really bothering me, so I was already very emotional. When it started to sink in, it was like, Oh my god, thank god I’m in the right place.
—As told to Boston magazine. Photo by Scott M. Lacey