Sometimes you hope that the traits people possess as a self-involved and cocky nineteen year old will eventually disintegrate with time and a few good reality checks.
Unfortunately they do not always do that.
Here’s some garbage 4 u!
Terrible things happen, and through it all, people are good.
I guess I just wanted to write down what I’ve been thinking about all afternoon/evening. Marathons are really incredible events. I don’t know if you have ever attended one or maybe you’ve run one. Either way, they are absolutely an amazing triumphant beacon of strength and endurance. Watching people cross the finish line at the Boston Marathon is perhaps one of the most stirring and joyous things I have ever witnessed. To see these heroes, after running twenty six miles (surely some about to complete their first marathon) surrounded by cheering loved ones suddenly met with horrific violence makes me sick.
Running is a safe space.
If ever there was an attack on the human spirit, it was today.
As a runner,
As someone who has lived in and loved Massachusetts,
As a human,
It makes me sad.
Boston, you’re a strong city, and you have us all behind you.