Showing posts with label Boston. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boston. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Boston Strong



Dear Friends,

As many of you are undoubtedly aware, I resided for many years in Boston and I am a runner.  Because of this, the recent events at the Boston Marathon have been particularly hard for me to comprehend.  Even though I no longer live there, I love Boston and try to visit whenever possible.  It was in Boston that I first started running, and I can only hope someday to participate in the renowned marathon—as a charity runner because I am not fast enough to qualify otherwise!  In fact, this year I had offered to run Boston for a charity that I support, but for various reasons this opportunity did not work out.

On Saturday, April 20, I participated in a local Run to Remember the victims of Boston, and while I am glad to have this chance, I wanted to do more.  Perhaps the most horrific aspect of the attacks to me is the fact that so many of the victims have been maimed and wounded.  One story from the Boston Globe told of two brothers, who both worked as roofers and who had both needed to have a leg amputated after the attack.  I am very worried about the victims because they will not be able to return to their everyday lives, and I want to be able to help them in a more concrete way.

Mayor Tom Menino of Boston and Governor Deval Patrick of Massachusetts have created The One Fund to help victims from the Boston Marathon attacks.  If you are reading this after the event, I would ask that you donate directly to the fund using the link provided.  Thank you for your support of Boston.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Trips down Memory Lane

To make any sense of this post, you need to know that I'm currently in Boston.  Somerville, more precisely.  Right near the Cambridge/Somerville line.

Before I went out this morning, I found myself humming this:


Why?  Because I am staying approximately one block away from where I lived when I first started running back in 2006.  So maybe not 'memory lane' so much as 'memory routes.'

This morning I ran down to the Charles River (YAY!!!!).  I saw the hotel where I stayed the last time I spent time in Boston.  I ran by the boathouse where we used to row from.  I got to enjoy this view.  It's funny: I was really excited to go running and revisit these old places.  Also, I got through my run with no problems, which is always a treat.

It was slightly more hot and humid than I would have liked, but really nothing on Florida.  'Warm' and 'damp' might be a better way to express that.  There was a guy ahead of me near the end who kept having to stop and walk.  This made me feel infinitely better about life, even though that's kind of mean.

Today was Day 1 of the official marathon training plan.  Day 1 complete!  Whoo!  Only 3.5 months to go.  Less whoo.