4.09 For Boston

Today, I have so many emotions going on.

This entire weekend (and I am fully including yesterday as part of it) has been nothing short of a whirlwind with the NBA season coming to an end.

With a lot to celebrate, there were a lot of bitter sweet moments that followed yesterday’s closing night with our our Detroit Pistons. All of which, I experienced over the weekend and yesterday with our final game and post-game celebrations.

Early this morning, however, a new splurge of emotions took over when I finally took a seat in front of my computer to find out exactly what happened during the Boston Marathon yesterday.

I have no words.

While I could normally write paragraphs, I still do not even know what to say about the horrific images, thoughts and stories surrounding what is normally an event to celebrate success stories.

4.09 For Boston

Runners are inspirational, encouraging people. Spectators surrounding the finish lines and supporting their loved ones are just as awesome to be around. Within a few seconds time, something terrible turned a celebrated tradition into a tragedy, and my heart is heavy for all of the runners, onlookers, residents, workers, and families affected.

The fact that the Boston Marathon always falls on Patriot’s Day makes it even harder. Marathon Monday will now involve thoughts of this tragedy, forever. So what can we do?

It is too early to know exactly, so in the mean time I will be praying.

You can too. #PrayforBoston

This morning I stumbled upon a great idea and post from Heather. Today, I will join her and many others in running 4.09 miles for Boston. Four hours and nine minutes was the time on the finish line clock when the first bomb went off, which is what the numbers represent.

Some are running 26.2 minutes (the number miles in a marathon) instead. Some say “wear purple”, while others are planning to wear green or blue and yellow on their upcoming race.

Some will run, while others will walk. Most will do so in silence. I know it is late in the day, but that does not mean it is too late. No one says where or what day you have to do it.

Tonight, I am off to run 4.09 for Boston.

Will you spread the word and join me?