Like most other runners – and most other humans – I am numb over what happened in Boston yesterday.
I am lucky that I was safely in NYC, and none of my friends or loved ones were among the victims. But there shouldn’t be victims. Not at the Boston Marathon, the nation’s oldest marathon and one of the most celebrated marathons. Where the entire city shuts down on a weekday. Where, if you can run fast enough to qualify for an entry, it is a privilege to be able to run. Where I would love to run one day.
I was a journalism major in college, and in times like these, I can’t tear myself away from the news coverage, watching the TV numbly, and idly scrolling through social media, trying to learn why. I saw Caitlin post something last night about thinking about those who support her at races, and I finally started crying. My mom.
(My hands were shaking too much the morning of my first marathon to pin my bib on; since then, it’s become our tradition for her to pin my bib on before a marathon.)
She’s been at the finish line of all three of my marathons, and I’m pretty sure she’ll be at the finish line of any other marathon I ever run. That could have been her yesterday, watching me. It could have been me running, or one of my friends. It hits really close to home. Too close to home.
I’ve read so many beautiful words in the past day or so.
Even Jezebel put aside the snark: “If anything, the tragedy in Boston will further solidify the bond between runner and spectator. And when the Chicago marathon happens this October, I’ll show up to run harder, and they’ll show up to cheer louder. If anyone thought this attack would discourage the runners or the watchers, they’ve clearly never been to a marathon.”
From Allison’s Instagram.
Another beautiful photo.
Running has given me so much back in life in the last four years, and I’m sad for the loss of life yesterday at the Boston Marathon, but so hopeful for all the wonderful stories that have come out in the past 24 hours about people helping each other, and I’m more proud than ever to be a runner.