A few years ago, I convinced one of my training clients to run the Portland Marathon with me. We both completed the race, and she swore she would never do it again. haha!
Well, she changed her mind. She has since become quite the runner, competing in several more marathons and several half marathons. She has continued to get better and has improved her times drastically since that first race. So much so that it became a goal to qualify for the Boston Marathon, something that once seemed impossible, became a very realistic goal.
Today, she was not running in the Boston Marathon because she missed qualifying by 4 seconds. She was 4 seconds too slow, which we have groaned about for the past several months, that she came SO close! Today, we are incredibly grateful for those 4 seconds.
I cannot express how sad I am that we are living in a world that is becoming a place to fear. We are forced to question whether we want to participate in something or go somewhere that will have a large crowd, for fear of what might happen. We have been faced with terrorism, mass gun shootings, bombings....
Those people that were participating in the Boston Marathon today put in a LOT of training hours, not to mention the heart and soul they pored into getting there. That is an event you can ONLY participate in if you qualify for it. I know some people that have qualified but never actually got to run the race, because they couldn't afford the travel expenses to get there - the airfare, the hotel, the food money. Participating in the Boston Marathon is a dream for a lot of people and a once in a lifetime achievement that many do not get to experience. To have those dreams come to such a devastating end is a travesty. Not to mention all the people that were injured just for being there to cheer their loved ones on.
Today, I am grateful for a mere 4 seconds. But what about all those people that actually achieved their goal? What about all those people that were so proud to be running the streets of Boston today and had every right to boast of their accomplishment? Even if they are lucky enough not to have been at the spot of the bombings, their experience has been marred by travesty and will be one to be remembered not for their accomplishment, but how lucky they were to survive.