Dear Caleb, Maddy, John, Pete, Judith, Julie, Justin, Alain, Kathleen, Jamie, Brendan, Alett, Hugh, Tommy, Jim, Nancy, Mike, Paul, Ronnie, and Rick, along with the 32,000 others who ran with you,
I watched my social media feeds yesterday with more than a twinge of jealousy. The looks on your faces, your posts, the posts by your loved ones, all conveyed what was a spectacular day. Some of you finished with PRs, some of you you finished strong, some of you managed to just get through it and some of you decided it just wasn’t your day…
…all of you inspired.
All of you, in your own way, stoked a fire in me that has too long been on ember-mode. On Saturday I had a slow, trudging 11-miler that made me wonder if I would ever get back to where you were yesterday. Watching your smiles and tears yesterday made me hungry again.
This morning I went out for a short 3.1 mile run. My legs felt like logs and my pace was inconsistent at best, but 23:28 later, I knew the comeback had begun.
Running is back in my life and I have each and every one of you to thank for it! Whether it’s Boston 2015 or Boston 2016, I know that I will once again toe the line in Hopkinton for the greatest Marathon on Earth.
Thank you for the inspiration,
*I apologize for any names I may have missed…if I know you and I know you ran Boston yesterday, this letter is for you too!