On May 6, 2012, Norma Charest stood at the start line of the Cox Rhode Racesâ Marathon, near the State House in Providence, and trembled with fear, her stomach doing triple somersaults.
Charest, then 45, worried if she was too old, too unaccomplished, to attempt to complete a 26.2-mile trek around the city and its suburbs. She had finished more than a few half marathons, but this was twice the length.
âWill I cramp?â she thought. âCan I last?â
When the gun sounded, the Pawtucket resident took off, but doesnât recall much about what was for her not a race but a quest.