As an avid marathoner and a former Bostonian, I found myself
like so many around the world crushed by the news of the devastating events of
the Boston Marathon bombing this week. I spent countless hours going through
news websites and listening to NPR trying to get my mind to comprehend what
happened.
Although I am thousands of miles away, I can see it. I will
never be able to achieve a qualifying time for this premiere race, but I can
imagine what it might have felt like to be a 4:09 finisher. To see the finish
line and anticipate the cheers and hugs from family and friends – all you can think
about is crossing that threshold. I have an eight-year-old boy, the same age as
Martin Richard, one of three people killed in the blasts. I can imagine looking
for him and my other sons and husband in the crowd. I can feel the confusion of
the thousands of runners who were told to stop in the middle of a race that many
of them had probably prepared for over months or years. I can remember the
celebration of a city and state so proud of this iconic event they actually
take a holiday so everyone can take part.
As the events unfolded, I read an outpouring of tweets from
the international marathon community, stunned and disturbed by the news, as the
images of the worlds’ flags blowing from the blast were seared into our
consciousness.
The next morning I poured through the Boston Globe, I was
reminded about the special bond between runner and spectator. Very few other
sports let spectators touch or feed the athletes during the competition.
Spectators, with their cow bells and goofy signs, often provide the energy that
lifts the runner through the difficult parts of the race. And yet, at this tragedy,
it was the spectators that suffered the most damage.
So tragic, so senseless all of this. And yet, “in the night
of death, hope sees a star and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing”
(Robert Ingersall). What we all saw and read that day and since gives me great
hope about our humanity:
· The first responders and medical teams who
signed up for the event thinking they would be handling traffic, dehydration
and blisters who then found themselves in the middle of a war zone and just did
what needed to be done
·
The residents who took so many stranded runners
into their homes and gave them comfort and a way to connect with their families
·
The runners themselves, some of whom gave blood
after running an exhausting race
·
The Bostonians who refused to let this stop
their city. As Scot Lehigh of the Boston Globe stated in his editorial, “…We
won’t be paralyzed by fear. We’ll take reasonable precautions, yes. But we
won’t take cover. And we won’t cower. This, after all, is Boston.”
The Boston Marathon will continue to be the iconic event for
runners and spectators everywhere. Boston will continue to pull together,
recover and thrive. It may have been a tough blow, but as Lehigh said, “it’s a
tougher town” with a tougher sport that won’t be brought down.
Thanks Sally,
ReplyDeleteI responded personally to organizations within the circle of impact of the tragedy. Very, very sad and very, very angry. One crystal-clear resiliency factor that consistently emerged was that the characteristics necessary to bounce back from the incident very well matched the characteristics of a successful marathoner:
1) A belief in Something bigger than one's self that motivates the hard work of recovery. Marathoners must begin with the finish line in mind.
2) Healthy practices for coping with pain, stress, and difficulty. Marathoners study and apply good practices to their training and their races.
3) Involvement in healthy, supportive interpersonal relationships. Marathoners have training peer groups and are encouraged by the cheers of spectators.
It was and is an awful tragedy.....but they are uniquely qualified to bounce back. We will all cheer for them next year.
Bob VandePol
President
Crisis Care Network