I have to admit. My heart feels pretty darn heavy tonight. I’m sure that by now, most of you have heard about the terror attack that occurred at the Boston Marathon today. While all of the details aren’t clear yet (a few hours ago, it wasn’t even being referred to as a terror attack, just ‘explosions’) what is clear is the fact that at least three people have lost their lives, while countless others have been injured.
As I followed the news via the radio and twitter as I headed to class this afternoon, I couldn’t help but think about the hours of training that the runners put in to make it to Boston. The cheers of their friends and families as they worked towards accomplishing their goals. The energy of the volunteers ensuring that every detail of the event went off as planned. Until the details began to unravel, starting with one unexpected blast.
As I completed my workouts tonight, Boston remained on my mind. I may not know all of the details yet, but I do know that for now, I will keep the city, the runners, the fans, the family members, the first responders, the volunteers, and everyone else affected by today in my thoughts and prayers.