On April 15, 2013 the spirit of running was crushed.
I had followed the elite race all morning from my office desk, and was just as joyful this year as I ever was to see a Kenyan man and Ethiopian woman win their races.
Hours later, I overheard my coworker talking about an explosion in Boston. I checked my Twitter feed and saw all 10 trending topics were about the Boston Marathon. It was then I learned about the HORRIBLE, TRAGIC, SENSELESS bombings near the finish line of the marathon.
After crying at the news all afternoon, I couldn’t sit anymore. Runners don’t stay still in the face of tragedy for long. We move, we help, and we run.
I am so thankful for the community of runners and though we are bent, we are not broken. We are more determined than EVER to qualify and run the Boston Marathon.
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Speaking of my office, I have now been working for PETA for 1 week today!!!
It has honestly been one of the best weeks in a long time. Yesterday, the PETA crew threw me a welcome aboard potluck luncheon! So yummy!
And I participated in my first official PETA protest! It was an eye opening experience that probably requires its own blog post. Maybe another day…
I actually kind of have a social life now – albeit with coworkers and drag queens. But it works.
It’s been a struggle to find an apartment, because it is so expensive here. But I’ve enjoyed shopping around! The real estate here is so antique and gorgeous.
Finding places to run that are not interrupted by traffic lights is tough in the city. So I drove about 20 minutes to the beach – TOTAL FAIL. Running on the beach is too hard, and not for me!
I’ve met another serious runner here in the office who has told me about some cool trails in Virginia Beach which I will check out soon! Another way I keep the stress low is to take lunch break walks to the water.
On a personal note, I was asked on a date! Ha ha, I don’t waste any time do I? I ended up cancelling because I really wanna focus on some goals of mine rather than get involved. I just have issues saying NO sometimes. Anywho, he responded to my cancel text with “Okay, love you.” I thought to myself, okay there is sufficient evidence right there to never go out with him. Like, ever.
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