Perspective, Boston Marathon.

I was shocked, outraged, angry and sad all at once. Getting ready for the Vancouver BMO marathon in a few weeks, and I could identify with the months of discipline and focus everybody who participated would have put in. With the effort and pain they go through after running 42km, and then moments from the finish line, some of them lose both legs at the knees. Never to finish, never to run again. I am so sad for those people that were hurt.

I have read a lot of chatter on the net about the fact that people ran towards the smoke right away to help, and I totally agree that is an uplifting thing, and to focus on the positive in a negative situation is the best thing for the human spirit.
I read about people directing attention to attacks in the middle east recently where innocents and children were killed, and of course, that is unforgivable, and yes our media perspective is distorted. Things closer to home often feel more real, but it doesn't mean it is any less of a tragedy.

The thing I feel the most about, is the thing I identify with the most. For me that's the runners. I don't think I will have much else on my mind for most of those 4 or so hours I am running on the 5th May.

I hope those that lost limbs and the families of those who died, find the strength they had to push through the challenges of training and push through the challenges of life after this.