Running is a language. It is a language of health and vigor, a language of progress, a language of achievement, a language of determination, a language of dedication.
Murder is a language too. It is a harsh awful language, a language of oppression, a guttural articulation of despotism, of rage, of hate, of desperate loss.
My language, my voice was strangled at Boston.
But I shall recover it. And when I do I will dedicate it – to the people who died, to the people who were injured, to the people who witnessed the carnage. I speak for you. By running, my little footsteps drum out a rhythm, and I speak. Added with all the other voices of the millions who run, no matter how far or fast, our footsteps make a melody pure and eternal. We will dissolve that awful language of hate and destruction. We will not stop until it is done.
About three weeks ago, 1 of the 2 big white dogs performed in her first official agility trial. I remember thinking, “Sascha is a wild card. She could be spot on, or she could zoom off into her own wild blue yonder.” I probably even uttered words to that effect.
Well, like Sascha, I am a wild card for the Boston marathon, less than a week away now. (Of course I am not talking about winning anything, just alluding to my own possible performance.) As some of you know, with a bit of a lower right leg dysfunction, and lots of life crap-stuff, my training went haywire and I am just about as unprepared for a marathon as I ever have been. However, I am also as relaxed as I ever have been – I’m not hyper-aware of the weather forecast, I don’t have all my gear piled up and ready to go in the suitcase, I can enjoy a drink without fretting whether alcohol will make me lethargic. It is liberating somehow. And as my husband points out, “You did the work to get there. Now just go have some fun.” And in that spirit, I have decided to go the colorful route, so here is a sampling of the some of the gear I will be wearing:
By the way, in Sascha’s agility trial, she did indeed zoom off into her wild blue yonder. But it sure looked like she was having a grand time!