I had a post i started writing this morning, but it seems overwhelmingly meaningless right now. A lot of the bloggers seem to be taking a vow of silence to show respect for what we lost today, and i intend to follow suit. Seeing as how the majority of my posts are light-hearted, snarky, whine-filled rants, i will be zipping this lip for a couple days to just absorb everything going on. But first, i just wanted to say this.
I know we are all still in a haze over the tragedy in Boston this afternoon, but i wanted to point out what we should all take away from this day. Love will always triumph hate. Love for our sport, love for our comrades, love for our country, and love for our fellow man. Nothing is greater than love.
And i love the marathon. Even when i hate it, I LOVE IT.
And to whoever did this:
Whatever point you were trying to make - it wasn't made. The meaning behind this? No one knows. YOUR message was not delivered. YOUR brilliant masterpiece was a complete failure. A few are filled with rage right now, but most are filled with concern, and compassion, and bravery. I cried today, for my fellow runners, but none of those tears were for YOU. When we find out your name (which will be soon, no doubt) I will just as soon forget it. I will remember a lot about this day, but not you. You don't matter, you aren't special; this is nothing new, or creative, or innovative, or memorable. Just another insignificant person pouring hate into this world. Your plan backfired, and only brought out the best in US. YOU are nothing. WE are marathoners.
And if your goal was to make me afraid? You failed at that too. I will sit here tonight, and mourn the way you violated MY sport by drinking martinis, and signing up for another marathon. I have never been less afraid, or more inspired.
And for everyone who ran in the Boston Marathon today - congratulations. This is still your day, and no amount of hate can ever take that away.