I think we all experienced a plethora of emotions today because of what happened in Boston.
I spent most of the afternoon at work staring at the TV in absolute shock and horror. I could not believe that some fuckhead would do this to ANYONE let alone some of the most amazingly inspirational athletes in the world. Many of these men and women were running in their dream race; the big Kahuna of races. They logged countless hours and miles into their training books in preparation. They poured all of their blood, sweat and tears into an event that would last only a few hours.
At first I was sad, but I quickly became outraged that someone could do something so outrageous. An innocent 8 year old child was killed for Christ’s sake. Who the hell does that?!
But then, you see things like this and instantly your faith in humanity is restored:
You see, the running community is strong, resilient, and united. If one person falls, the running community is there to help pick them up, both figuratively and literally. Twitter was absolutely overflowing with sentiments of putting up a united front. I mean, seriously check these out…
I believe wholeheartedly that the world is inherently good. The outpouring of love and support on social media sites prove that. Unfortunately there are some sick fucks out there that make us forget that fact every once in a while, but people are good. And runners? Oh good lord what an amazing bunch. I am so proud and honored to associate myself with every one of you. I am humbled by the generous and selfless hearts that were out there today. Whether on the road or on the sidelines, thank you for being you.
It is spreading around that everyone should wear race shirts tomorrow in honor of Boston. Wear them proud, people. They can’t take our passion away. They’ve only made us stronger.