Boston is one of those marathons that I will never be able to run. At my age, coming into running so late in life, I will never be fast enough to qualify for such a prestigious event. But I wanted to watch anyway. I wanted to watch the elite runners as they pound out 5 minute miles, and to see if I could (possibly) catch a small glimpse of my friend Gemma (who’s fast like a freak) among the 21,000 other runners.
I wanted to live vicariously through those who were running, and even had thoughts of one day going to Boston to experience the marathon if only as a spectator. I’m sure that now… I will, possibly next year.The reason being is that acts like this definitely break bodies. They do devastating things to the people who were unlucky enough to be close to the bomb when it went off. But they can also break the spirit. And runners have a lot of spirit.
I know that there will be those who will probably never run again, not because their bodies are broken, but because their spirits were broken yesterday.Please don’t be broken.
Ultra-Marathoner Dean Karnazes once said:“Run when you can, walk if you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up.”
Never give up my friends, lace up your shoes and never give up.My heart and my prayers are with Boston… I wish that I could do more than that.