After the horrible events of yesterday at the Boston Marathon, I had many thoughts running through my head. One of which is that barely a week ago I was running in my own race with over 20,000 people, and security was not anywhere on my radar. The finish line was chaotic, there were tons of people all along the course, and I while I'm sure security was important since hey, I'm in DC, I highly doubt security was super tight. How can it be over a ten-mile course, much less a 26.2 mile course.
I also thought of the beautiful acts of humanity we saw yesterday as spectators helped the injured, as well as the cruelty and callousness that humans often show one another. I wondered if now every race I do I will be worried about the potential of a bomb at the end. Will this diminish my desire to run?
No. I will keep running. I will run for myself, I will run for others who cannot run anymore, I will run because I can. This Sunday, when I put on my running shoes and head out for my long run, I'll be thinking of Boston. I'll be thinking of the London marathon and hoping it's safe. I'll be thinking of those who can't run anymore, especially those who lost their legs on Monday. I'll be thinking about all of the runners around the world who are also putting on their shoes and defiantly going for a run. Because running is something I do for me. Runners are a special breed of people. We are competitive and resilient and strong. This won't keep me down, and it won't keep us down.
Run for Boston.
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