Yesterday when I heard the news about the Boston Marathon I broke down in tears. Knowing that those who had worked so hard to achieve such an accomplishment and those there cheering them on — in moments – – had their hopes and dreams ripped apart.
I remembered back when I signed up for my first marathon. I was terrified. There was no way that I — someone who the year before was 140 pounds heavier — would be able to run 26.2 miles. I sat at my computer the morning that registration opened for the 2011 Marine Corps Marathon in D.C., took a deep breath, filled out the registration page, entered my payment information and clicked submit! Then it hit me — I was going to push myself harder and further, both physically and mentally then I ever had pushed before.
Training for the marathon takes weeks, no months! And then race day comes. I remember the excitement of that morning — waking up at 4:00 a.m., having breakfast, getting on the Metro and heading to downtown Washington D.C. We waited in line at our starting corals with the other 25,000 runners for what seemed like ages and then it begun — the event which would change my life forever!
Running a marathon is hard. Those who run a marathon to do for themselves — to prove that they have control over their bodies and their minds — and that they can push themselves further than they ever thought was possible. Every marathon runner will have that point throughout the race in which their mind or body just says “stop” — and the hardest part is pushing past that “stop” and getting to the “I can do this!”
One of the greatest parts about running a marathon is the spectators. Complete strangers there cheering on others, giving them hope, inspiration, and the encouragement needed to get across the finish line!
Until last year I never attended a race where I was not participating as a runner. The experience of being a spectator was amazing! As a runner it is such an awesome feeling to have complete strangers cheering you on throughout the course and especially at the finish line. As a spectator I have teared up watching men and women of all ages cross the finish line. Some have tears in their eyes and all of them are beaming with pride from ear to ear. It is so amazing to watch all of the different types of people out there running, pushing themselves to do the unbelievable!
As a runner – I remember crossing the finish line of my first marathon and there I was, surrounded by strangers, crying! I could not believe that I had done it. Although I had family and friends at the race — it was the strangers around me giving me hugs, high fives, and pats on the back that made me feel the greatest! Even though spectators do not know a runner personally — they know what an accomplishment it is running a marathon!
I wanted to do something for those who were killed and injured in Boston yesterday! My husband, Mom, Dad and I are all currently training to run our next marathon and I wanted to get something that I could wearing showing my support for runners all over the world! I put together these shirts cannot wait to wear mine while training over the upcoming months, and this will probably be the shirt I wear when I run the Space Coast Marathon this December in Florida.
The Boston Marathon is the Holy Grail of marathons. People try for years — some for 20+ years — to qualify for the Boston Marathon. I would never qualify to run in the Boston Marathon because I am too slow, but I am a runner! There is not much any of us can do for the victims and their family and friends expect for pray. I usually run to clear my mind, so tonight I will run to do just that. I will run for everyone who was impacted by the tragedy yesterday. I run for those who died. I run for those who were injured and for those that were not able to finish the race. Tonight, I will run 3 miles for everyone in Boston. I want to do something, so I will do what I can, I will run.