boston

I don't really have any poignant or wise words to share with you.  

Yesterday morning, I posted about Marathon Monday and how fun it is to be in Boston during this particular weekend. In light of the shocking events on Monday, I seriously thought about taking that post down. It seemed so flippant, given the tragedy that struck the city just a few hours later.   

But I won't be doing that. 

If we are too afraid to enjoy the many good and wonderful things in life, then evil has won. 

There really is nothing like running that final stretch towards the marathon finish line. I only ran 3 miles before I got to cross that storied finish line. I can't begin to imagine how emotional it must be for someone who has run over 26 miles to reach that point. 

On a personal level, I pledge to run in next year's Boston Marathon. I feel as though I need to run in this race. I won't just be running for myself - I'll be running for all those who didn't get to cross the finish line this year. And I'll be running for my beautiful city. 

I'm so proud to be able to call myself a Bostonian.