Boston marathon

4:09:43, a time as good as the first classified. After those four hours are a daily sacrifice, a constant effort ... with calm, with head and especially an incredible courage. The courage to stand up one day and say: "I will run a marathon." The courage of getting up every morning one hour earlier. The bravery to hear from all voices, the one which speaks weaker, the one that says: "You can".

Something happened, preventing them from crossing the finish line just 10 steps from his deserved challenge ... An explosion that leaves many injured athletes and cause three deaths 

 

This terrible tragedy is so desperate for us. It appears a lot of questions, the questions that we avoid every day. Why? What are they doing wrong? Why is there so much hatred?

I don’t know. I have no idea. I’m not writing to give the solution, I wish I could. I want to support those runners who were there, fighting for a dream. Those who have overcame through thousands of small struggles to get to that point. Probably many of them will decide to throw away the trainers, will have phobia to compete any competition. They won’t hear from sports challenges. What lived, what they saw and what they felt are important reasons for quitting.

Many will fall; hit by the discouragement of seeing this situation ... don’t do it. Run! Today, tomorrow and the rest of your lives, run. Running more than ever, if you were doing 10 miles every day, now do 15. Show them! You are not going to quit.

Whatever the purpose of the twisted mind that placed the explosives, he has failed. All he has done is that we are going to get up from the couch. Go out into the street to run, offering kilometers for a cause. Because we want to prove something ... We are not afraid. WE ARE NOT GOING TO STOP.