Last Monday, April 15th I received a rather irrate text from my b.f.f. Pablo, "U see all that crap in Boston, bloody bastards." Having no idea what he was talking about I replied, "huh". To which he responded, "Some coward exploded several bombs today right at the finish-line of the Boston Marathon. Killing 2 and injuring at least 100 people. The race was cancelled leaving thousands without being able to finish." He then sent another text "Get plugged in Girl." It's true I do tend to live in a bit of a bubble. I don't have a Television, or listen to the radio very often and seldom read the newspaper. So I really had that anything earth shattering had happened at all. But one feeling did overcame me rather quickly, and it was one I was very familiar with, as I had felt it only one other time before, during 9-11, shear fear and dread!
I grabbed my computer and headed to the closet cafe. Once on line I could see from the several status' of friends on Facebook and from the news reports what had happened and it was just as my friend had said. A bag containing explossive shrapnell had been detinatted near the finishline. Injuring several people and killing two; one of which was a a young boy there to watch his Dad finish the race; which he never ended up being able to do. The whole thing was another nightmare that most of us watching felt helpless to do anything to help.
My feelings of sorrow, dread, and helplessness continued throughout the week until friday. When live news casts kept us intuned to a manhunt for the Bomber in a door to door Manhunt AT Cambridge University. Swat teams on hand and several hours later they managed to catch the bomber. The whole Nation breathed a sigh of releif.
A few days following the Man hunt The Sun Run was coming up and normally I would have steered clear of all the crowds, but this year was different. Like most people I felt compelled to show my support in any way I could so like several other thousands of people I woke up very early Sunday morning and headed to downtown Vancouver to do just that. Unfortunetly due to my accident (at the end of November) I wasn't able to run the race, like I would have liked, but being there to show support was a big part of being part of the event. As a runner you know that we tend to be a very supportive group and love to cheer our fellow enthusiasts whenever we have the opportunity.
Despite the dreary weather that started the day or the bombing earlier in the week at The Boston Marathon more than 48,198 happy runners/walkers showed up Sunday morning for the Annual Vancouver Sun Run. The largest 10k in Canada. In fact this week following the Tradgedy on Monday there was a serge of new registrations with a boost of 2,000+ runners to the already 46,000+ registered..
Many participants also showed their individual support for Boston by wearing the traditional Yellow and Blue. and as well the start of the race there were yellow&blue balloons showing the solidarity to the Tragedy, but more importantly showing that we care.
Having never run the Sun Run or even seen it I was absolutely blown away by the throngs of people once I arrived to Georgia STreet where runners were started in waves according to their run time. I had two friends that were participating, but I had no expectation of seeing either one of them. Yet when I was waiting for the start I turned to around to bump right in to Nicole. We couldn't beleive that we had found each other, complete chance. It was great so we got to visit a bit while she and her Dad waited to start their green wave.
I wished her well and they were off.
I then headed down to the halfway point at the Burrard Bridge. What a sight! Just gorgeous. I cheered and wished people well.
Then continued on to the finish. I just arrived when Nicole finished but I didn't see her, there were just far to many people for one to find each other.
Everyone was coralled in to B.C. Place where the recovery, awards and expo were located. I went straight to the Expo and found some great deals. I ended up getting my daughters pink ribbon cancer socks by New Balance, some shorts, and a pair of capri jogging pants.
As I started to head home I passed the Women's winner Tasha Fraser. Hard to miss her with her big beautiful smile. She was walking with her folks but I still wished her "Congratulations" for which, like a good 'Canadian girl', she replied "Thank you". It was the perfect end to a great day, and the Sun had come out to play :)
The Vancouver Sun had also announced that they would be donating $10 of every registration to The Victims of the Boston Marathon.
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