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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

I Hate To Run

I hate to run. I hate it because I have flat feet and something in my left foot hurts so terribly when I run that I sometimes have to stop. I hate to run because I can't always coordinate my breathing and sometimes it feels like I'm going to pass out because of it. I hate running because I am overweight and out of shape and I have lots of extra bouncy places. I hate to run because it is hard and I don't like to do things that are hard. I hate to run.

But today? Today I will run.

I will run because even though my foot hurts I still have a foot. I will run because my heart and my lungs are fully functioning and I have the ability to breathe in and out on my own. I will run because there is a sweet little 8 year old child and two other souls that will never run again. I will run because so many people ran, without thinking of their own safety, to help those injured. I will run for those who were inches, feet, or miles from the finish line of something they had trained for and dreamed of doing for years and didn't get to cross. I will run for those who kept running because they Just had to cross that line. Today I will run to show whomever did this that they will never win. They will not take away the life that we have been blessed with and they will not take away our spirit. Today I will run for Boston.

Today, I.Will.Run.


Peace and love to all,
Christy

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5 comments:

  1. UnknownApril 16, 2013 at 9:30 AM

    Thanks Christy..Love this... and you!

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  2. Katie and BeauApril 16, 2013 at 11:15 AM

    Well put!

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  3. nancygrayceApril 16, 2013 at 1:58 PM

    We walk......but we're old!

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  4. UnknownApril 17, 2013 at 5:42 PM

    You're so awesome :-) I love you!!!!

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  5. KristenApril 26, 2013 at 8:36 PM

    I so wish I could of found this post last week. This is an amazing post and so beyond true. We live 45 minutes from Boston so last week wasnt overly joyful for us at all. But you're right, we need to be grateful. Grateful to see our families everyday, grateful we can run, grateful for it all. My faince wanted to go to watch the race but I convinced him to stay home because he'd be alone. I thought he was going to his hometown about 20 minutes from Boston to watch but he informed me after the bombings that he was planning to go to the finish line

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