It is with a heavy heart that I write this unplanned blog post.
Today at about 2:50 PM EST an unknown (as of now) group of people or person attacked my friends at the Boston Marathon… and I am heartbroken.
The overwhelming grief that I feel even at this moment, almost 6 hours later, is indescribable.
Running is MY safe place. It is my calm, my serene and my peace. It is one of the only safe places that I have and now, even that has been taken from me.
I know that every single one of you who are reading this feel exactly the same way that I do. Because with us… if you attack one, you attack us all.
That is exactly why I am posting this… to let you know that you are not alone.
I feel your anguish, your hurt, and your pain.
We all do.
Tomorrow morning, these pink Newtons will do something very special.
I will run for Boston.
With an immense amount of sadness and an aching heart, I will head out onto the street.
I will run for them. For those who were hurt and those lost their lives.
Join me. Today, tonight, tomorrow… whenever.
Let’s run for Boston.
Let’s ban together and be strong. Because, if we stand together they can’t take us down.
Take a deep breath, say a prayer and just go.