Day 168: our hearts are in Boston… “terror finds its way to the most jubilant of days and it takes away the light…”

The bombings yesterday in Boston touched people around the world. As a runner and a parent, it’s difficult to comprehend the events that unfolded. The Boston Marathon is THE event for runners. To qualify and run in Boston is just a dream for most of us. To see the streets lined with supporters, to hear the music, to feel the adrenaline – not many get to experience this from the road… running. My heart breaks for Boston. For the people who were affected. For the families who have lost loved ones. For those hurt. For the volunteers who worked tirelessly to put on a world-class event to have it shattered by a senseless act of terror. My heart breaks. As a runner and as a mom, I send all my love to you. My heart is with you.

Yesterday I completed a 60-minute run on the treadmill. I can’t even say I hated every minute (as I usually do.) Instead, I thought of those who were meant to run, finish and celebrate after the marathon yesterday. I know a lot of runners around the world, ran for you yesterday and today. We are praying for you.

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Rest day, but with a heavy heart.

Today was a rest day and although I’m grateful for it, I could have done with a run.┬áLike most of the world, I was shocked and horrified by the tragedy in Newtown, Connecticut.

he heals the broken hearted and binds up their woundsEven for me, there’s not a whole lot to say on a day like this; I’ve spent most of it with a heavy heart, feeling helpless thinking of people 4000 km away going through what can only be described as hell-on-earth. As a mother, I can’t tell you the agony I felt watching the news as everything unfolded (and as I write this, my eyes are filled with tears). I feel a hole in my heart knowing that innocent children just a few years older than my son were taken so brutally and mercilessly; the heartache seems unbearable. I’m ┬ájust in disbelief.

It wasn’t long ago that I was an au pair in a small community in New York and spent a lot of time with family in CT. It sure hits home in many ways; and it’s the sort of thing that isn’t even the plot of our scariest horror movies. It’s something that you couldn’t even think of, let alone prepare for… so…

To the families, friends and community of Newtown, CT:

Please accept my deepest, most sincere condolences on the lives that were lost today and also for the lives that will be forever changed as a result of the spineless actions of Adam Lanza. I pray that you’ll find strength and comfort in one-another. And as President Obama so eloquently stated, “May God bless the memory of the victims and, in the words of Scripture, heal the brokenhearted and bind up their wounds.”