In my wildest dreams, I could never qualify for the Boston Marathon. Like any marathoner, especially one who spent three childhood years in a suburb of Boston, I am always transfixed by it.
I’m not one to find myself at a loss for words often, but I really do not have words for what happened at the Boston Marathon yesterday.
What I do remain sure of is that the crazies in this world are still few and far between. Yes, they get lots of attention. But everywhere you look, there are still good people in the world. NBC reported runners who just kept running past the finish line to Massachusetts General Hospital to donate blood. Video footage of the race shows many running towards the explosion, instead of away, to help others.
I’m not trained for 26.2 miles, but today I’m heading out for 2.62 miles to honor those who lost their lives or were injured in Boston yesterday. Just a small way to show solidarity for the running community.