Boston

I feel this way every day, but even more so today.

I just don't know what to say that hasn't already been said.

Last year on Patriot's Day I declared my love for Boston on the blog. It is still all true.

I love Boston.

I lived there for 10 wonderful years.

My children were born there.

I became a runner there. I bought my very first pair of running shoes at Marathon Sports, whose heavily damaged store front is all over the news.

The scenes from the news of a town I know so well are surreal.

My heart is so heavy and I have no words.

I'm thankful that all of my friends and family who were in the area are safe.

I'm also thankful to be part of such a supportive running community. I spent yesterday on Twitter checking on people I only know through social media and blogging. Yet somehow, they all felt like family.