Boston.

It was just recently that I decided to add Boston to my list of cities I want to visit. It seemed as if this past weekend everyone was talking about wanting to go to the marathon, running in it or supporting a friend who was running. While in class on Monday I was checking Facebook and noticed status after status all about Boston. I googled it to see what everyone was talking about and instantly I felt sick to my stomach.

This time last year LBZ and I flew to Nashville for the Country Music Marathon. We ended up over sleeping by about 30 minutes and never ran it. I was really upset that we weren't going to be a part of it, but once we made it to Broadway to support all the runners I instantly felt overwhelmed with happiness. The environment at a marathon is so positive and motivating. 

My mind instantly took me back to Nashville as I read the first article on the Boston Marathon. I thought about what it felt like to stand in a huge crowd, in the streets of Nashville and just cheering on every single runner. I never felt fear, I felt comfort. Remembering those feelings made my heartbreak for all of those people who felt the same way I did and then out of no where had to go through something so horrific that no one should ever have to experience.

People were very quick to post on social networks about how awful this world we live in is becoming. Yes, it's absolutely terrifying to think that something awful can happen anywhere at any time. It's sickening that there are people out there who could do hard to another person. 

We have to remind ourselves that there is still so much good in this world. I find it amazing that so many people were willing to do anything to help. People gave the shirt off their back, helped injured people, comforted others, opened their homes to anyone, donated blood and anything else they possibly could. Those are the stories we should be focusing on in times like these. 

My heart goes out to everyone affected by the tragedy in Boston.