Boston Thoughts

Several years ago I watched a movie, I'm sorry I don't remember the title, but it was about some Canadian Geese flying home after spending the winter in the south.  The movie follows the brave birds as they fly non stop seeking their home.  They are finally there, flying on the strength of their will alone.  Long past exhaustion, beyond the limits of endurance, near death from the effort they are home.  Then as they are gliding in to land and at long last rest, you hear the shotgun blasts, the hunters are waiting.  After all they endured to be killed as they approach their finish line.  I stopped hunting forever that day.

Those of you that have gone one on one, toe to toe with the challenge of a distance race know that feeling.  You finally near that finish line and nothing else matters but making it there.  Your whole being is centered around crossing that line.  You have given all you have and your putting one foot in front of the other with the power, that you have discovered within you, a power you may not have realized was there.  Then to be killed or injured just as you reach that hard fought goal.

I can think of no better legacy, for those who were traumatized and killed by this attack, than for the endurance athletic community to stand united and continue to spread our message of following a lifestyle of health, fitness and peace.  Perhaps if others notice our efforts more now, then our message will spread because of it.

Thanks for reading.

Dave