The tragedy at the Boston Marathon on Monday leaves me at a loss for words and with profound sadness. But I am also filled with a sense of pride for all of the “helpers”
and the great community of runners to which I belong. On Tuesday I ran 2.62 miles
and wore a race shirt in honor of those affected by this horrible act.
On another note, here are some professional race pictures from my race Sunday that capture the pure joy of running:
Not all were that pretty…hills were rough. In all fairness, the girl next to me is struggling too:)
Today, more than ever, I say “we run because we CAN.”