I don't have many words for what happened in Boston today. It was horrifying, mind numbing, unfathomable.
But the one thing I knew as I walked out of the doors after more than a few exhausting hours at work...I was going to run.
In some ways, it felt like the only thing I could do.
So far removed from a tragedy, it's easy to feel helpless.
While running wasn't necessarily contributing to anything greater, it made me feel a tiny bit closer to everyone who's lives were inexplicably altered this afternoon.
And it offered a release and time to just unplug.
My thoughts and prayers are with Boston tonight.