What an emotional roller coaster these past two days have been. I went from being excited to watch the online tracker of my friend running the marathon and being amazed at her sub 4:00 finish time to being horrified in less that 15 minutes. My friends were there with their two young children and I was nauseated at the though that something bad had happened.
Watching the reports roll in on the internet and the news, my feelings sunk to an all time low. The pictures of blood on the sidewalk are seared into my brain. It simply did not seem real.
As someone who is new to running, I can only dream about running a marathon let alone The Boston Marathon. It is the pinnacle of the sport. Lives were lost, and people who had worked hard all their life to get to this point were robbed at the chance to feel the glory at the finish line.
Since I have been geeking out with running and all its newness, I have come to know how tight a community that runners are part of. I have only run 2 5ks, and 1 half marathon yet feel right at home being called a runner. Online communities like #runchat and The Sub-30 Club on Facebook have shown me what huge hearts runners have. The virtual attaboys when one accomplishes a goal are so encouraging. There is undoubtedly a whole tribe that I was previously not aware of.
One thing I know from my experiences so far is that runners thrive in the face of adversity and only get better with challenges. Pain is temporary whether its emotional or physical. Somehow I think that from this tragedy, more runners will be born. Next years Boston Marathon will have more runners.