I’ve been in a mental hibernation. Since the horrors in Boston, I’ve had a hard time wrapping my head and heart around what happened.
I’m confused. And sickened. And heartbroken.
Athleticism is honesty in its purest form. It’s physical and mental strength at it’s best. There is no faking it in running. It’s one of the only sports where the athlete has nothing to hide behind. There’s no fancy equipment, no riding on the coattails of others. Nothing to blame or credit for your performance.
It doesn’t matter your gender, your race, your IQ, your body type, your popularity, your looks, your income level or if anyone in this whole wide world loves you for you.
When you’re running, it’s just you and the road.
So the attacks in Boston weren’t against Americans. Or solely runners. They were against basic human nature.
After any random act of violence, everyone is left asking “why?”
We aren’t going to understand. We might dissect every detail and look into history but the truth is that we live in a fallen world where evil doesn’t follow rules or make sense. Yes, we should do all we can to try to ensure things like this won’t happen but the awful truth is that it will keep happening.
But there is light in this world. There is faith. And there are good, selfless people.
Hold on to that.
And don’t stop running.
I’ve read that the Red Cross and Boston hospitals have been bombarded with donations and that is incredible.
If you’re looking for a way to contribute, check out these shirts created by Moms Run This Town to raise funds for victims and their families. There are two design options and cuts for men and women. $8 of every shirt will be donated to the area of most need after some of the chaos settles.