2014. Here we come.


It’s been a while since I’ve written. But I am here now to tell you that it’s official. The Boston Marathon course will see me once again in 2014. I just completed my registration in the Special process designated for stopped runners.

Of course I am excited. And yet, still, part of me is sad. This Registration process has mustered so much emotion in me, as I am sure it has for a lot of people.

What I’ve come to realize, in processing all of these emotions, is that because of all the bad that took place, I forgot about all the good.

I forgot about the gorgeous, near-perfect weather.

I forgot about the incredible support and camaraderie of my wonderful and loving teammates/coaches.

I forgot about the kindness of others, the unprompted encouragement from total strangers on the sidelines and running alongside us.

I forgot about the incredible amount of money raised by ALL charity runners.

I forgot about how lucky I am. Lucky to be alive. Lucky that my family is ok. Lucky that as a 3rd-timer this was not my first marathon experience and that I had, at the very least, already had that finishing experience. I’d taken that right onto Hereford and left onto Boylston in much happier times.

We owe it to Boston, to victims, to OURSELVES, to make this a joyous day. To make it a celebration. To make it not about the tragedy but about how we as a city have overcome. And we have to commit to making this a priority on April 21st, 2014. Because, quite simply… that’s the spirit of the Marathon.