Peace. Happiness. Serenity. Calm. Control.
One of my favorite and most treasured things to do in this life is running. I began running before my daughter was born and discovered that I truly loved it. And no, I’m not a super runner but I’ve completed a few marathons before. The real fun is when I’m running alone.
Besides the obvious health benefits that come from running, I do it because it brings me this inexplicable peace. It’s a combination of the streets, the trees, my sneakers hitting the pavement, the ritual breathing and the feeling of conquering my fears by just pushing through that extra mile. The rush that comes over me is humbling.
I remember when I hit the 6th mile in my second half-marathon. I literally cried. It was beautiful. The thought of my daughter waiting for me at the finish line gave me that extra push to make it through. I wonder if that’s what the Boston Marathon runners felt as they reached the finish line?
Words can’t express how sad it was to hear the horrendous news about the Boston Marathon bombings. The only words that come to mind are…. “Why?”… “Who could do such a thing?” … “How can something so peaceful turn deadly?”… There is no explanation.
What I do know is that we should live fearlessly and love ferociously because tomorrow is never promised. My prayers go out to the victims and their families. May they rest in peace.
Here are some other posts around the web that really help in a time like this:
- Red Cross response to Boston Marathon explosions.
- Be in control of what your children hear and see.
- How to honor the life of 8 year old Martin Richard.
- 10 concrete ways to help after a disaster.
- Running in honor of those who can’t.