It is a GOOD morning! It is officially the day after the Boston Marathon and I can’t go without saying that it feels good to have had such a lovely day yesterday. It felt like a sense of closure (although nothing will ever “fix” or “make right” what happened) for the city. I’m so fortunate that I wasn’t directly affected by the bombing last year. But I also don’t think it is out of line for me to tell you that I felt a sense of insecurity and loss at what happened to the city and the people of my city. Last year was the first year since I moved to Boston that I did NOT attend the marathon. The BF and I watch the runners from mile 25 each and every year. Last year we sat at Mile 27 and had a beer instead. For a while there I had a sense of guilt. I should have been there. Strange, but true. As we sat in our house during lock-down last year, I genuinely felt scared. This year though? This year I felt renewed. The weather was gorgeous. The runners looked great. And I felt healthy. It was a new year.
The weather was absolutelyfantastic in Boston so the BF and I biked from our house to the marathon. By the end of the day we had biked about 15 miles total which included a pit stop in Harvard Sq for some lunch.
It felt so good to be a part of the community. Outside and in the sun!
The crowds were out in full force to show their support for the runners. So were the police and security. Everyone seemed to be in a great mood despite the crowds and extra security measures.
Our usual spot provided some great views of the runners. I get a tear in my eye when I watch these people pass by Mile 25. You can see that they recognize that they “only” have one more mile to go.
We watched tons of people speed up when they saw the mileage sign. We also saw a few get to their knees and take a break. One man didn’t want to stop so when he dropped to his knees he kept moving with just a little crawl. You could tell he didn’t want any help and just wanted to continue moving forward. The crowds were screaming for him as he stood up and hobbled off towards the finish line.
It was just a really emotional, but beautiful day for the city of Boston. I’m glad I could be a part of it.
Just like last year, when I got home I put a cap to the night by attending my favorite Zumba class. I didn’t run a marathon, but I did work hard yesterday!
Since it is a short week, my planning for the week is a little off. This is the last week of the 21-day fix so the schedule calls for us to double up on the workouts!
Monday– Biking & Zumba
Tuesday– 21 Day Upper Fix & Cardio (Running to and from gym)
Wednesday– 21-Day Lower Fix & 21-Day Pilates Fix
Thursday– Spinning & 21-Day Total Body Fix
Friday– 21-Day Upper Fix & Zumba
Saturday– 21-Day Dirty 39 & Pilates Fix
Sunday– 21-Day Yoga Fix
I hope you guys are having a good week! I’m going to enjoy the sunshine and the great outdoors during any free second I have. See ya soon!