One Boston Day, 2017

This is a reposting of my One Boston Day post from 2016.

As many readers know, I was a runner in the 2013 Boston Marathon, and was less than a mile away from finishing when the bombs at the finish line exploded 4 years ago today, at 2:49 PM Eastern Time.

Running the 2013 Boston Marathon

I was one of over 5,000 runners who was unable to finish the race because of the explosions, and I was one of tens, perhaps hundreds of thousands of people who experienced and continue to experience symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder after the events of that day and those in the weeks that followed.

It’s hard for me to believe that it’s been 4 years since it happened. So much in my life has changed. I’m a very different person from the one who stood on the start line that morning and ran for four hours before having my dreams crushed and my life forever changed. While all of Boston can relate to the pain and the terror of that day, only a handful of people who were trapped for an hour in a highway underpass with me, hypothermic and dehydrated, can understand the particular brand of fear and panic that I experienced on that day.

2013 Boston Marathon medal

In lieu of attempting to explain why April 15th and Patriot’s Day are two of the most important days of the year to me, I want to share with you two videos that I hope you will set aside about 25 minutes or so to watch. If you only have time for one video, watch the second.

The first video is a video that I made with my teammates. During the race in 2013, I ended up taking hundreds of selfies and videos of my teammates and myself as we made our way along the course. There is no way I can put into words the sheer elation I experienced that day, but I think this video perfectly shows all of the positive energy that surrounds this marathon.

The second video that I’d like to share is a TEDx talk by Tom Grilk, the head of the Boston Athletic Association. His talk is called “In Boston, Everyone Owns The Marathon,” and he manages to capture more eloquently and concisely than I ever could what the marathon means to me and why, three years later, I commit to run a marathon every spring that I am physically able to. Just a warning that this video, while very uplifting, may trigger some very strong emotions in some viewers, so make sure you’re in a space where you can allow yourself to feel those emotions.

Running the Boston Marathon in 2013 and again in 2014 showed me that the marathon represents everything that is good in the world. People working hard towards a goal. People overcoming hardship. People honoring sacrifice. People celebrating the resilience of the human spirit. People helping each other across the finish line. People running towards the smoke. People coming out of their homes to provide water and blankets to stranded runners. People giving their finisher’s medals to people who had not been able to finish. People coming together to show that Boston truly is one.

This is why I run marathons. This is why I finish for Boston.

Finishing the 2014 Boston Marathon

Side note: Some readers may remember that the Tsarnaev brothers lived in Kyrgyzstan prior to immigrating legally to the United States (and in the younger’s case, becoming a naturalized US citizen) in 2002 and 2004.  I want to emphasize that both the people and government of Kyrgyzstan condemn terrorism in the strongest terms, and are actively working to stop terrorism both here and overseas.  The Tsarnaevs were radicalized in the United States nearly a decade after immigrating legally and contributing to the community around Boston.

I find strength knowing that despite Tsarnaev’s attempt to kill me and my teammates, and his critically injuring my teammate’s sister, that I find myself here today, working to help the people of Kyrgyzstan live happier and healthier lives. Kyrgyzstan is a beautiful and special country, as dear to me as the city of Boston, and I know that all of Kyrgyzstan stands in solidarity with Boston on this One Boston Day.

 

One Boston Day, 2016

As many readers know, I was a runner in the 2013 Boston Marathon, and was less than a mile away from finishing when the bombs at the finish line exploded 3 years ago today, at 2:49 PM Eastern Time.

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Me on the course in 2013.

I was one of over 5,000 runners who was unable to finish the race because of the explosions, and I was one of tens, perhaps hundreds of thousands of people who experienced and continue to experience symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder after the events of that day and those in the weeks that followed.

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Mile 1: One Month On

The other day, I was thinking about my strategy of counting down and breaking down my time in various placements to reduce the stress that comes from having so much time remaining. In particular, I was thinking about how I use that strategy for marathons, breaking it down into 26 consecutive 10 minute chunks (on a good day, pace-wise). It then occurred to me that 26.2 is about the same as the number of months that I am here in Kyrgyzstan. Thus is born my monthly summary series, Mileage.

I’ve been here for a month now.

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