This event reminds me to reflect on my own journey as a runner, which up to this point has been relatively short so far. I began running a short 10 months ago without even being able to run a half mile, and now I have run an entire half marathon (a hilly one at that) without ever stopping to walk. I actually am going to start training for my first marathon in a few short weeks as well. I went from a size 10/12 to a size 2/4, and for the first time in my life, I am happy with how I look and feel. It may sound selfish, but running is something that I do entirely for myself. It was my way of healing from a bad breakup, and now running is part of my identity. It is part of how I want to define myself for the rest of my life.
In the face of fear and uncertainty, I am still going to go cheer people on as they cross the finish line of the Boston Marathon next year because good will always win.
“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they will not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be scorched, Nor will the flame burn you." - Isaiah 43:2
#prayforboston
I am running 26.2 miles this week in remembrance of this tragedy.
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