For Boston

This morning I wrote a Hunger Games post about the passion of runners, especially marathon runners. Shortly thereafter, as Boston scrambled to take care of the injured and ensure no other harm would come to those gathered to celebrate that running passion, I removed that post to reflect on what had happened. At some future date, I’ll probably revisit the topic but or now, let us remember that while running is often a solitary sport, it was runners who, along with the police officers, running toward the explosions instead of away. There is camaraderie among us, as athletes and as human beings. We will not let cowardly attacks from hidden faces weaken us and keep us down. We are strong. We love. We run.