Friday, April 19, 2013

Run for Boston - Hill Repeats

Monday, April 15, 2013 will forever be etched in my memory.  A day that so many runners have worked for months, some even years to get to.  Miles of blood, sweat, and tears lead up to what is supposed to be one of the most glorious moments for any runner....but instead was taken away by the cowardly acts of two angry and disturbed individuals.  If you're not familiar with the history behind the Boston Marathon I encourage you to do a little research.  It's a race that many of us will never to get to experience, simply because of the qualification standards.  As a runner who isn't very fast, I am always so in awe of the runners who are "Boston Qualified" and have the utmost respect for their level of talent and dedication to this sport.

When the news of the bombs started to unfold, my phone/email/facebook messages started going crazy.  I was overwhelmed by those who were checking to make sure that I for starters wasn't running it, and to get my thoughts on it.  Honestly, I still don't even think I could put into words how heartbreaking it is.  As an American and specifically as a runner who knows what it takes to be a "marathoner" it stung. 

After work I drove out to the infamous hill as I had already planned on a hill session that evening.  I was exhausted (mentally and physically) and downright sad.  My heart was sad.  Knowing that I needed to get this session in, I just started running.  After the first two repeats I just wanted to quit....but then I got mad.  I got mad at the cowards who took away the glory of that day for so many runners.  I got mad that they tried to taint our sport.  Running is about WAY more than just fitness for me and so many others.  Running is my team to think, to pray, and to let my mind aimlessly wander for hours.  It's where I find peace.   They were trying to ruin my peaceful place to which  I say "To hell you are!".  All of my thoughts immediately shifted from a sad place, to an angry place and I just took off.  The greatest way to honor the Boston runners and the fans who were senselessly injured or killed is get off your butt and RUN.  I ended up doing 11 repeats for a total elevation climb (uphill only for those who don't know) of 506 feet!  This was my best session to date and a workout I will never forget.

Runners are a special breed.  Do you think you're going to stop a group of people who give up hours of their lives to put their bodies through so much pain, who wake up at 5am every day for a run to beat the sunrise, who think it's totally normal to have black or missing toenails, who spend countless dollars on therapy and doctors visits just so they can wake up each day and do it all over again?  Lots of people don't understand us, or call us crazy....I like it that way.