The New York City marathon is everything they say and much more. I have been to a few races in my time and to New York city as a visitor (including one new year's eve) but nothing like this.
The city was alive, electric, vibrant, and loud, and so was I as a runner. I didn't even feel tired from all the energy I was drawing from the crowd. This city knows how to throw a party and it was unforgettable.
On a sad note, here's a story of the oldest female runner who died the day after completing the race. Kudos to her. This is exactly how I'd like to leave this world. One kick ass run and then a swift trip to the other side. A true inspiration, may she rest in peace.