On her 30th Bloomsday, there’s not much that surprises Debra Peale anymore. She knows every mile. She knows exactly what she’ll have for breakfast and where to look for the nuns, the vulture suit and her husband after the race. But the thing that never gets old, she says, is watching the other racers.
“Everybody can go, from the elite-of-the-world runners all the way to normal people to the handicapped. … Any age,