Pray for Boston

That is the only word that can describe today's events. 

The running community is a large one, but it's a tight knit one at that. My mind is spinning from today's atrocity and as I sit here restless in bed all I can think about are the people in Boston. April 15, has been a sick rollercoaster ride of emotions. This morning (like many other runners across the country) I woke up to watch the 117th running of the Boston Marathon live on my computer. This race signifies a dream to numerous individuals. The most sought after race in America, a goal to so many (including myself), has been changed forever.

A little less than two hours from when the elite athletes crossed the finish line and I shut my computer, ironically, Casey and I were at Dick's Sporting Goods picking out new gear to wear at the Eugene Marathon in less than two weeks.  Just minutes after leaving the store en route to pick up Casey's dad a USA Today breaking news alert flashed on my phone. My heart sank.  

With the race clock ticking just over 4:09:43 as the first bomb went off (my most recent marathon time-3:55:44), I couldn't help but tear up thinking of the spectators and family members waiting for runners at the finish line. An 8-year-old presumably cheering on his mother/father giving him/her strength knowing that he or she is waiting at the finish line for a congratulatory bear hug. 

Six times I have crossed a marathon finish line. Six times I have went straight to my loved ones--my mom, Casey, my brother, my friends--waiting for me at the finish line or near that area. My heart is so heavy for the families and for the runners affected by today's tragedy.

A marathon is full of emotion, a joyous and momentous occasion. One that opens its doors and invites all to watch and join in on the celebration of the sport. Without spectators, there would be no spirit of the marathon. A cowardly act on such a vulnerable and heartwarming event. 

What happened in Boston will not tear down the sport, because as runners and as Americans we are too strong to be broken. 

I now have new meaning and new motivation to bring with me to Eugene. I will run 26.2 miles for those that no longer can or didn't get to. I will high five and appreciate every spectator on the course. 
I will countdown until the Chicago Marathon and stand tall with 46,000 other runners this October and I will not be afraid.
 I will continue to dream of a Boston Qualification

They will NOT win. 


Multiple outlets, including the Rock 'N' Roll race series (Competitor LLC) are asking runners to wear their race shirts tomorrow in support of Boston. I will be participating and praying, I hope you will too. (Official statement here)


Read Picky Bar creator and new Runner's World columnist Lauren Fleshman's first hand account of today's bombing: click here for her journal "Bombing in Boston."


Click here for another moving piece by Roger Robinson (Kathrine Switzer's husband).


Journalism at its finest. Read Kevin Cullen's article featured on The Boston Globe


Donate to the American Red Cross here


Pray for the victims, for the safety of our country and for the countless individuals that put their own lives at risk by helping others. Most importantly, squeeze your loved ones tight and count your blessings tonight. 

Marathon #7 will be for you, Boston. 

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