I’ve Never Wanted to Run A Marathon More in My Life

Posted on April 16, 2013

“What we think, we become.”

– Buddha

Over the past 24 hours, Tanya and I talked about what we could write about to reflect on yesterday’s horrific events in Boston. I don’t know that there’s a “right” thing to talk about and I’m not quite sure what will follow.

Events like these tend to bring communities together, and we’re getting to experience this on a much too frequent basis nowadays. Communities are defined by special bonds, and when someone attempts to break that bond or harm those inside that we trust, admire and hold dear, we’re forced to ask questions. One question I heard (and asked myself) more times than I can count yesterday was “why?”

Why the Boston Marathon? Why those people? Why did this have to happen? And so on..

Those answers, I’m sure, we’ll come to know in the coming days. For myself, and many others, I still don’t know how to process what happened. I wasn’t affected directly or even indirectly. So what now? Do I just wait until the questions and thoughts fade away? I could chip in financially, support emotionally, and generally just find more love in my heart.

I want something more than that though, and there’s this burning desire to just run. I’ve never wanted to run a marathon more in my life than I do right now.

I don’t know what else to do. I think these events make us all feel exposed. Vulnerable. It’s uncomfortable. We live in  the United States of America, we shouldn’t be scared to walk outside, right? We shouldn’t fear for our lives at movie theaters, at work, school or when we’re cheering on our friends and family at races.

Following the quote at the beginning of the post, I don’t want to think anymore. I want to do. The only appropriate action I can take is to run a marathon. Perhaps it’s some inner desire to reach a deeper connection to the running community, and to better understand what the spectators and runners were feeling at Boston. Maybe it’s out of anger and frustration and this is my personal method of vengeance for those in Boston. Maybe it’s out of fear, or hope, or pain.

Whatever it is, I’m now a marathoner in training.

Boston Marathon 2013

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2 Replies to "I've Never Wanted to Run A Marathon More in My Life"

  • Ricardo Bueno
    April 16, 2013 (2:04 pm)
    Reply

    I don’t know anybody that ran the Boston Marathon. But I watched the livestream of the race and it was awesome in so many ways. I remember it all… I went for a short run that morning (my first in a while), had some coffee at Starbucks, and came home to watch the race. Both the men and women put in such tremendous efforts.

    Then, I just sat there and smiled on and on thinking about people running their hearts out to finish a race they all trained so hard for. I’ve been there, in training. And I’ve never run a marathon, but I’ve run plenty of halfs and I know the effort it takes, and the emotions that you undergo. It’s all very inspiring and motivating.

    My heart sank when I read about the bomb going off. And then, I was saddened even more as things developed and you just see a great morning take a turn for the worse with people getting severely injured, some fatally.

    I hate that someone would do this. But like you, it just makes me want to run more. Because really, we’re a community. We’re a family. And it’s been amazing to watch the running community come together despite the tragedy that took place.

    All of that said, I’m right there with ya. Saddened by the tragedy, but inspired to keep running and be a part of that running community.

    • Zack
      April 17, 2013 (9:28 am)
      Reply

      Thanks for sharing your story, Ricardo. It’s a comfort thing; I guess we just want to be surrounded by those that can identify with the dedication we, as runners put in. There’s definitely a family aspect, and the bastard(s) that did this only intensified my ambition to run. I think that goes for the community as a whole as well.


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