The Boston Marathon will never be the same, but for the families of the two people who were killed and the dozens who were injured at the finish line on Boylston Street – their lives are forever changed.
I can remember the first time I turned onto Boylston Street running perhaps the greatest 3/10 of a mile in road racing for Dom back in 2010. Enjoying the spotlight, the rockstar treatment as spectators lined the street and yelled encouragement. Those spectators make the pain that has manifested itself over the last 26 miles fade to the recesses of your mind and for at least a few moments, you feel whole again.
Those cheers fuel runners on when everything in their mind and bodies is screaming at them to stop.
It should be a celebration for so many. Not only for the runners themselves, but for the families of those runners who put up with all the lunacy that goes along with training for an event like Boston.
The early nights to sleep. The earlier alarm clocks on Saturday and Sunday mornings. Missing out on “fun things” as runners are preparing for their training runs and especially those 20 mile+ training runs.
I think of the marathons I’ve run to date and Dawn has been there at the finish line of every last one of them.
Waiting there patiently for me to finish. Hoping to see me make the final turn and speed toward the finish line. Never once did we ever worry about her safety or that of Landry who was at the finish line in Austin, New York and Boston in her first 2 years on the planet.
So today we are faced with a new reality. Just as we were after 9/11.
It is times like these when you know making proclamations is a fools errand. I’m going to run again. Heck, I’m going to run tomorrow morning.
I’m going to race again and I’m going to run marathons again. Boston III? New York II? Chicago? Berlin? All races that I pondered either making a return to or running for the first time such as Chicago or Berlin. I’m just not sure that I want to put my loved ones in situations like that going forward.
It is a shame as I know that changing the way that you live your life after moments like these are exactly what terrorists want. They want to create fear and chaos. They want to strip away of freedom. Rob us of those experiences.
As much as I don’t want to let that happen, or contribute to that response to what happened today in Boston – as a Husband and a Dad I need to take the long view here and make sure that I am making the right decisions that are best for everyone. Boston is more than likely no longer in my future – which is truly sad.
For those families effected by the events of this afternoon – my heart goes out to you. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers here in Austin and tonight Landry will add you to her list of people she asks God to bless before drifting off to sleep in her big-girl bed.
As for the cowardly pieces of human garbage that are responsible for what took place today in Boston – I hope you get everything coming to you. Karma is a bitch and I hope that it rains down on you with furious vengeance. I wouldn’t waste a squirt of piss on you if you were on fire standing in front of me.