A marathon is many things. First of all it's an endurance event. The race serves as a test of what the human body can do. Second, it's a communal event. Runners from all over gather for the not-so-simple task of running 26.2 miles. We may all have our own plan to complete the race, but we share a common bond.
If you have never been in a marathon, or another distance race, it has a very communal feel. People are smiling, laughing, talking. I have talked to strangers at a start line, and all we can do is beam and talk about how excited we are to be running.
Sometimes we run with our friends. My fond memories of last year's Monumental Half Marathon, running with my friend Bob(a.k.a Pennsy) still bring a smile to my face. Sometimes we are competing, but know that it is a friendly competition, be it against fellow runners, or the course.
Major marathons are where the world comes together for the simple act of running. There are few races out there which demonstrate the camaraderie, community and love for running as the Boston Marathon. That feeling changed around 3pm yesterday afternoon.
Someone, or some people, had to invade the feeling of goodwill, support and love, for what I can assume is a hateful reason.
As I watched the scene unfold via internet yesterday, I was reminded of a day twelve years ago, when the world changed. I lived in the Washington, D.C. area on 9/11. I was on my way to work, and saw the plane coming in, which would hit the Pentagon moments later. I remember the shock and fear I felt that day. I also remember how eerily quiet the city was in the days that followed. It changed that city.
The people of Boston are changed now.
As we learn more about the people who died, or were severely injured, we have to summon up the good feelings that races like this promote, and use those feelings to fight back the hate that wants to invade our lives. We can't let the darkness of this event define us. Yes, the people of Boston will change with this, but they can also remain vigilant in keeping their marathon, and their way of life strong in the sense of community.
My heart is broken over this tragedy. I know there are many things people are doing to show their support to the people of Boston and the running community. Wearing a race shirt or medal is a visible way to do this. I am dedicating my next run to survivors, and those who died.
I am grateful my friends there weren't harmed.
Today is a day to reflect and pray. Tomorrow we begin to move forward.
Charlie
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