Words don’t fail me often, but today they do.
I wish I had something profound to say, but the thoughts that have been swirling in my head since yesterday afternoon refuse to be corralled into a coherent post.
I am saddened by what happened. And the fact that it appears that spectators were the group most affected? That.just.kills.me.
The very people who make it so that runners can do the crazy/amazing/determined things they do. The ones whose support we could not do without. These were the victims.
So, today, I’ll do the only thing I can. Today I will wear my race shirt in support. Today I will run for Boston and pray for all who were affected.
Words do fail. It is just too close right now.
I spent all night trying to make words for it. Nothing helps. I’m emotional more than ever, but also more proud than ever to be a runner. Thank you for being a running friend and part of the running family, You are awesome.
I too have struggled with the right words. Maybe, sometimes, being speechless is okay.
Honey, there are no words. A runner only runs because of the loved ones that support them. The older you get, the more you realize you never run alone. I have known death many times in my life, but this is the worst of senseless deaths. Give those that let you run a little tighter hug tonight. No matter what, we will keep running and the bad guys will not win!!
It’s hard to find anything adequate to say at a time like this.
I think we are all struggling, and most of us, running it out. <3