Being a part of Marathon Monday by running the Boston Marathon is on my bucket list. To cross the finish line of one of, if not, THE most prestigious running event in the world is one of my dreams. It is one of the most celebrated and uniting days of the year in Boston and today it has been marred by tragedy. Today this event has forever been changed. Today, once again, our feelings of safety and comfort in our own town, state, and country has been changed. About four hours into the marathon today, two explosions went off near the finish line. People were killed. People were injured. People are and forever will traumatized. How could this happen? I am overcome with emotions. I am sad, horrified, angry, scared, mad and confused. It is unfathomable to me that some heartless, hate-filled people would do this to innocent people, especially on such an inspirational day. A day that thousands of people worked their asses off for. A day where millions of loved ones and strangers come together to cheer on these people. A day that now will forever change the game of racing, large public events, but more so, will forever change the game of life. Its unreal.


