For Boston

I've been watching the news most of the day today and I feel helpless. I'm shell shocked, disgusted and heart broken (and tomorrow I will be angry), my sport has changed, just like many other freedoms in this country have. Even though this won't keep me from (living) running, participating and dreaming about crossing that finish line, sadly in back of my mind I will always be reminded of Boston once the "Finish" banner comes into view. I will be running La Jolla in a few weeks, I've have trained hard and I'm ready both mentally and physically to do this. I will show up extra early that morning as I always do, I will pin on my bib number, do my ritual stretches and double check my laces right before the starting horn goes off, but I won't live in terror and I won't back down. I may run a little different this time and I don't think I will loose myself in my music as I usually do, I will be a little more cautions. But, I won't back down. And when I see that glorious "Finish" line, I will be thinking of Boston, but I will try to push out all of those horrific imagines out of mind and instead I dedicate my finish to all the runners that didn't get a chance to cross that finish line today: I will run La Jolla for you!