Wearing my Chicago Marathon shirt at work. 5 miles for Boston. A Boston Terrier. Another marathon shirt, worn with all the thoughts.
I haven’t posted since before the Boston events. I didn’t expect to be feeling this upset. Upset for so many reasons. Upset as a runner. Upset as a human. So I’ve been quietly reading posts over here. Absorbing. My city hosted a Run for Boston today. Thousands and thousands of miles away, in a different country, runners uniting. The running community (online and IRL) is so special to me. And seeing everyone band together was just unbelievable.