I’m watching the news coverage of the Boston Marathon bombing on mute at work. I turn around every few minutes, and there are new words ticking across the bottom of the screen: 8-year-old boy, metal pressure cooker, nails, Facebook, FBI, closed today, closed today, closed today.
This whole thing…
Love this post by my fabulous front desk manager. xo
I have cherished Boston my entire life. I was proud to be from Boston before yesterday and I continue to be proud of Boston as I see us all coming together. We are a city of champions, strong, witty, and sarcastic. We are a community, smaller than other most, but stronger than most. Cambridge will pick on Allston and Back Bay has always snickered at South Boston’s rise, but the Commons welcomes us all.
As I had to walked around the crime scene today to get to my work, I really looked at the space around me. Although I am filled with sorrow for all those lost and injured yesterday, I am still comforted by the community around me. Admittedly, I am never more aware of what I have until it is threatened. I pray that we can come together and realize that fear is not going to get us through this, love & our strength together is.
I will run this afternoon and every footstep will be another prayer, good thought, concern that I quietly think because I am able to.
Please keep Boston in your prayers.
Run tomorrow. And the next day. And the next.
Run for love and life and passion. I don’t care if you hate running and think it is the stupidest thing on planet earth. Just run. Because you are alive.
Then, run a race. You can walk 5K. Do it because you can. Find a race near you in the next week or three and pin on that number and run.
Tell others you are running. Ask them to join. Run for health and better living. Run because right now there is someone who wants to but literally cannot. Run to feel better physically and mentally
Run to show the violent that there not enough bombs in the world to stop you. Run to remember those killed today, and to show those injured that you will not forget them. Run to show the bombers that they will never win. Ever.
Run for Boston.
My home town needs it. Walking through Boston today is such a heartbreaking feeling. Thank you for all your support… running helps clear the mind, body, and soul.