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Not Terrorized

Dear Boston Marathon Terrorists,

I don’t want to tell you how to do your job or anything, but I kind of think you picked the wrong crowd for this bombing. I’m not saying I understand the intricacies of your work, but isn’t the whole point to incite terror? To make people so afraid of what you might do next they lock themselves in their homes out of fear and cut themselves off from the world and living life?

Yeah, so let me tell you a little bit about the sort of people you targeted with your senseless violence:

People who run marathons get up every single morning and pick the rough road with the better view. They set a goal and put one foot in front of the other despite screaming bodies and mental exhaustion. These are the types who get knocked down again and again and get back up every time. No one runs a marathon without nearly failing (or actually failing) on a regular basis. These athletes have a special kind of resiliency of spirit that empowers them to keep going past all natural physical and emotional boundaries.

People who support marathon runners are just as tough. Without the support of their family and loved ones runners would have no hope of accomplishing what they do. If a marathon runner is a brick wall, their friends and family are the mortar that fills in the gaps and allows them to be stalwart.

These people give zero fucks about your agenda. They eat pain and adversity for breakfast. They have already proven they will let nothing come between them and sucking the very marrow out of life. The idea that you, and your miserable, pointless, disgusting violence could do anything but cause these people to redouble their efforts to truly enjoy every minute they have, is laughable. You are horrible, but not terrifying.

I’m not even a marathoner, much less a Boston marathoner. I’m barely a runner. But I’m not scared of you either. And I’m certainly not going to let you keep me from getting everything I possibly can out of my short existence on this planet.

You are an ant on the ankle of the human spirit. We might freak out a little bit when we see you, and yes, you’ll leave a mark and some pain, but we’ll brush you off as though you don’t even exist. You have no power against us.

What it all comes down to, is not only are you human filth, but you’re also pretty terrible at your job. You should look into another line of work.


A Sad, But Not Terrorized, Runner

23 Responses to Not Terrorized

  1. I’ve said it before and I’m sure I’ll say it after this, but you make me proud to be your Dad.


  2. Also VERY PROUD to be of relation <3

  3. Well said.

  4. I have read a lot of your blogs and this one by far is the best! Very proud of you!!

  5. You made me cry. So perfectly said.

  6. Bravo! Spectacular!

  7. As someone who hails from Massachusetts and ran the Chicago Marathon in 2010 and the New York City Marathon in 2011, I just wanted to thank you. I’ve been struggling the last 24 hours to find words. I found them here.

  8. You absolutely nailed it.

  9. Elizabeth you rocked it…proud to be your neighbor!!!!!

  10. Thank you. That was amazing! I feel better now. 🙂

  11. Well said. Brian Williams should read this tonight on th nightly news.

  12. This would be REALLY good if we knew who was behind this awful tragedy, but if it turns out to be a poor soldier who came back totally destroyed from a trumped up war started by that fuck Bush, then I can’t hate that person. I think this is just a bit premature.

  13. I grew up close enough to Boston to consider myself a native (and though I now live in the next state over, I still consider myself a native). Something that’s said about Bostonians is that we’ll take two punches to land one; we’re not people to cower and hide. I think you got this exactly right, and I have no fear that this will slow us down at all.

  14. Perfectly stated…. Such truth and power behind this post. Thanks for saying what was in my heart but couldn’t find the words.

  15. I love Boston and spent many a day there and in Concord. I have been a runner in the past and completed a marathon so I can relate. The people in Boston are a hardy bunch. Mr. Terrorist, between the Irish and the Italians, as a terrorist, you don’t want to mess with them. They along with their fellow Americans hold their liberty, and the right to assemble as a precious freedom and you will see how they who love freedom will respond to your senseless act. Remember it was Bostonians and Concordites who got fed up with someone messing with their freedoms!

    It’s morning shining bright through
    open portals of ancient windows of light

    Invigorating morning run to the bridge where that
    Freedom’s shot abruptly stopped in a Royal Soldiers flesh

    Stomach turns as the bullet makes it presence known
    Now in empathy
    Two hundred years ago in reality

    Oh precious price, freedom.

  16. I am the mother of a marathon runner and I know what it takes for her to do that and hold down a very responsible full time job as well. I applaud what you wrote and am finding it hard to come to terms with what happened in Boston.

  17. beautifully, beautifully written.

  18. Wow. You are a truly gifted writer and amazing person. Thanks for a wonderful post.

  19. Thanks for finding the words for so many of us.

  20. This post is a good testament to the willpower, determination, and resilience that characterize endurance athletes. The Boston tragedy left me sad and scared — for myself, for my running community, and also for the friends and family who have run with me or spectated at so many of my races. “Sad, but not terrorized” is such an apt description. Thanks for sharing, Elizabeth.

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