Note: Usually the last thing you want is for a kiss to go viral, but in this case it wasn’t so bad. Since running first in the Wellesley Townsman, this story has been picked up by WCVB-Boston, WBZ-Boston, Runners World, The Associated Press, WREG-Memphis, The Huffington Post and others.

She swore over and over again that she’s not desperate, but Barbara Tatge really would like to know the name of the man who kissed her as she ran through Wellesley Hills during the Boston Marathon.

“That makes me seem like I’m desperate, and I’m not. And I’m not crazy,” the Memphis woman said this week, speaking with a noticeable Southern accent. “I’d love to find out who he is but if it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen.”

Tatge was past the halfway point of the marathon when she singled out a spectator and made good on a dare laid out by her daughter, Paige.

“I had heard some chuckling about stopping mid-way to kiss the Wellesley girls, and that was news to me I didn’t know that was a tradition,” Tatge said, adding that she relayed that news to Paige back in Arizona. “I started thinking, ‘Well, heck, if guys can kiss girls why can’t girls kiss guys?’”

Her daughter, who is away at college in Arizona, dared her to kiss a guy along the route in Wellesley and as she approached the intersection of Route 9 she found someone and made her move.

Tatge’s been divorced seven years and doesn’t mind being single, but she does wish she’d taken the time to get the man’s number after he yelled out for her to call him. She realizes that it may have been in jest, she said, but still wouldn’t mind knowing for sure.

She added that she wouldn’t want something as innocent as their brief encounter on Marathon Monday to cause him any grief.

“I would have to say I was the aggressor, but he did kiss me again,” she said. “It was just such a chance encounter that left me with such a good feeling and I was thinking, ‘Darn it, I wish I had gotten his number.’”

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