I didn’t expect to be writing this post today and believe me I don’t want to be, but I feel like I need to. The horrific incident at the finish line of the Boston Marathon today shook me to the core and it’s all I’ve been able to think about.
This is one of the biggest events in the running world. It is made up of the running elite who have spent years pounding the pavement to qualify for the race. I still consider myself a new runner and to watch these athletes compete is just mind boggling. I will never in my life be able to accomplish that and I am in awe to see these runners cross the finish line. I spent a good part of the morning watching the elite runners compete for that top spot and cross that line, never to imagine what I would be seeing a few short hours later. The finish line is a place for celebration and joy, not for fear and destruction.
Like many people, I immediately turned to social media and was glued to the computer for a few hours following the explosions. It was devastating, heartbreaking…horrible. To say I was shaken is an understatement. Eleven and a half years ago, I found myself in a similar position, trapped in my apartment, 5 blocks from the World Trade Center. All of the feelings of fear and helplessness came rushing back and I just sat paralyzed at my desk.
Not only did I know exactly what this people were going through, but to know that this was my community, my new family of runners who I love and respect, is just devastating. I know all of the hard work and dedication that goes in to running a marathon and to have that taken away from them, to have family members taken away from them, at what should be such a joyous occasion is just unimaginable.
I still can’t quite wrap my head around what happened or how this could happen in the world of heightened security that we live in. I am glad to know that my friends and fellow runners who were in Boston today are ok. I am also extremely thankful to everyone who checked in to see if I was ok today. I am still broken from my own experiences and wouldn’t have been able to survive it without you.
I love this community and we can NOT let this deter us. This must be the start of a running journey to grow even stronger as a family of runners. Whether you have been running all your life or are just starting, you are a part of this family and support in this difficult time is so important. And to everyone in Boston…please know that I will run for you, I will run for your family and friends who were lost and injured, I will run for those who can’t. This is can be a new start…