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Top Crying Moments from the 2014 Boston Marathon

 I’m an unapologetic crier.  I’ve said this before.  So, in heading back to Boston to get some closure after last year’s tragic events, I knew tears would be included; however, triggers from something traumatic are strange: You don’t know they are going to be triggers until you start crying, and I’m talking crying out of nowhere.

I cried when we ascended from the T subway and walked toward the finish line, literally moments after arriving in Boston on the Saturday before the race. Plus, my heart rate shot up which threw me for a loop.  PTSD is a real thing.  I can’t imagine what soldiers must go through on a daily basis.  The finish line area was packed with people taking photos the whole weekend which was nice to see.

I cried when Boston by Augustana came on my playlist. Also, It’s Time by Imagine Dragons and Homecoming King by Guster…these songs will always make me cry now, and that’s ok.

I cried during my shakeout run when passing the church which ended up being the makeshift meeting place for catching up with my wife after the bombings last year.

I cried at Easter mass then the priest (who was awesome) asked Boston Marathon runners to stand up. He said a prayer for the runners and the congregation gave all of us a long round of applause.  Tears.

I cried while in line for the Porto-John in the Athlete’s Village during the moment of silence for last year’s victims…thousands of people in Hopkinton, and you could hear a pin drop. This makes me cry as I type this (true).

I cried just before the Start during the National Anthem and Flyover.  National pride and remembrance were collectively swelling in Hopkinton, and throughout the race route.  The crowd support was indescribable. I will never forget the collective spirit of the day.

I cried during the race when I saw a sign that said: “Thank you for coming back!”  and, yes I laughed when I saw a sign that said “No Time for Walken” complete with a photo of the quirky actor.  I needed that laugh.

I cried when I saw my brother, who surprised me with his visit, near the Newton Fire Station (Mile 17ish).  I hugged him, and I warned him that my hamstring was shot and not to worry…I’d just be running the rest of the race slower.  I had one working hamstring, but I still had two legs.  I was reminded this as I passed a runner with a prosthetic leg.  I briefly wondered to myself if that was one of the bombing victims or perhaps a soldier.

And, yes, I cried the whole way down Boylston Street (I always do), and I mean a full on blubbering cry this time. Ahead of time, I planned to run straight down the middle of Boylston Street to take it all in (and I thought I’d feel safer in that space); however, I impulsively went all the way to the left side of the street (the side of the bombings).  I turned to the crowd, put my hand on my heart as I passed the two bombing sites, reflected and remembered. I thought of Martin Richard, who will never turn nine years old. Then, I headed to the finish line because that is always the goal: to finish

Yes, extra hydration was required Boston Marathon weekend.

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 Down one hamstring at Mile 17

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2013 – Running Year in Review

Strange year: There was the good, the bad and the scary.  The scary dominated, but the good won out in the end.  As far as the bad? We always learn from the bad.

The Good:

  • Adult PRs in the 5k (17:43), 10k (38:26), Half (1:20:43), and Marathon (2:55:10)
  • New High in annual mileage ( 1,601 and counting )
  • Got up enough nerve to join a running group
  • #BostonStrong (more on that later)

The Bad:

  • Barely finishing the ½ Sauer ½ Kraut after being sick all week
  • Melting at the Wilkes-Barre Half turning in a “Positive” split like none other
  • Summer injury JUST before ramping up training

The Scary:

  • The irregular heartbeat DNF at the Runner’s World Half
  • Boston 04/15/13 (this was the scary bad)

On Boston

Boston taught me a few things:

  1. I’m never going to be fully ok (and that’s ok)
  2. I’m an unapologetic crier
  3. People ARE inherently good, and runners rule … #BostonStrong

2013 taught me a few things too:

  1. PRs do NOT translate into satisfaction and fun
  2. Happiness and fun matter
  3. See your doctor
  4. Maybe I’m not an island after all (Running Groups are good)

That being said, in 2014, I’m cutting back my racing (maybe) and PR attempts (hopefully). I would say I’m going to have more fun with running, but saying things like that doesn’t work.  Forcing fun doesn’t work.

I’m just not going to think so much.  I will start by not wearing a watch in 2014.

One thing is for sure:  I’ll be in Boston on 4/21/14, and I plan on taking back Boylston Street. 

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 Before added security

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 PR

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Delaware Marathon 05/12/13

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“Have a Great Run.” -Two Runners in Boston (04/16/13) – 6:30am

Clearly, I looked confused. So, a fellow runner (FR) helped me out. Earlier, I decided to clear my head with a run. Emotionally wiped out from the tragic events of the day before, it was the only way I knew how to cope with the situation.

FR: “Where do you need to go?”

Me: “Looking for an entrance to the Esplanade?”

FR: “Straight ahead, over the Fiedler Foot Bridge.”

We ran a couple of blocks together, but we didn’t talk. We ran.

Once we got to the Esplanade, I decided to go Southwest, and he went Northeast. Before we parted, we simultaneously said: “Have a great run.”

This comforted me.

As far as the run? It was a quiet five miler on a somber yet beautiful morning (weather-wise).  I saw several other runners, and we gave each other The Runner’s Nod. This nod felt like it had more meaning on this morning.

It made me think that good will always beat evil.

Thank you fellow runner(s).

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