I will never forget what happened at the 117th Boston Marathon. Although not completely emerged from the shock of this brutal attack, I am trying to embrace the positive – which includes my important role on Monday as a volunteer. As a runner, I’ve always thanked the volunteers and sung their praises, for without volunteers, our races could not happen. I felt privileged to be there at this, my 2nd time volunteering at Boston. Given the events of the day, it was even more special to me that I did something positive for runners on a day that turned so tragic.
Monday started out very early in our household; Scott flew off to grab a bus to Hopkinton, while I commuted into Framingham for a 7:00 am meeting time. Framingham is not close by the way! Once we arrived, we were given our badges and volunteer jackets –
Then we got to work! There was quite a bit of setup needed; tables, signage, cups, water, Gatorade, pouring, etc. And that was well before the runners arrived.
I was giddy as the elite women arrived – Go Kara!!! Go Shalane!!! Gawd, they made it look so easy…
And if I wasn’t already inspired, the Hoyts happened along –
Hoarse and slightly sun-kissed from being outside all day and cheering nonstop, I felt so happy and satisfied. If you can’t run Boston Marathon, volunteering is the next best thing!
Shortly after I arrived home, our neighbor delivered two “congratulations” posters for Scott made by her two children –
Sad memories – yes. But lots of good memories too. And hopefully soon, the good memories - like this beautiful poster - will overtake the sad.