My Boston Marathon 2013

I ran the 2013 Boston Marathon and it made me realize how many caring people there are in the world. It seems that almost every person who is even remotely connected to me, contacted me to check on my well-being while I was in Boston. The only thing I can compare it to was feeling like George Bailey at the end of "It's a Wonderful Life" when he realizes how many people care about him and how truly fortunate he is. I am also grateful to all of the people in the running blogger community who sent me well-wishes. I consider all of you my friends, even though I haven't even met some of you. We are bonded by our love for running and when a tragedy happens that friendship is made even more evident. I am truly fortunate to have found a place where I can share the joys and the pitfalls of our sport.

I also want to say how incredible each and every person in Boston and in the towns along the marathon route was. I have never experienced such support, from every friendly volunteer to all of the random people handing out aid and encouragement along the 26.2 route. To think that some of those strangers lined up along the home stretch shouting my name at the top of their lungs were gone or in hospital rooms a handful of minutes later is something I can't even grasp.

I am safely home now, and will post a Boston Marathon race recap soon. 

4/13/2013