Scars: ones we can see and ones we can’t

I still feel exactly the same way as I did last year at this time. I wanted to “reblog” my original post in tribute to today. May your heart be filled with love for your friends and family (I call them “my people”). May you feel the love today that you had for own loved ones who were possibly in Boston on that day.

Today is One Boston Day.
We are One in our actions and in Our strengths.
We are a strong city and you don’t **** with Boston.
We rally.
We survive.
We are BostonStrong.

xo Nicole

The Girl Who Ran Everywhere

I debated whether or not I actually wanted to post something today.. I know that sounds a little odd considering I talk about the Boston Marathon bombings on a consistent basis. This blog is primarily a lighthearted and inspirational running blog, and I don’t typically talk about negative things in my life as a result of what happened.

I wasn’t physically hurt-this is true. But the scars that you cannot see are the ones that are forever etched in my heart. A year later they are still very much there. A bomb at the marathon was not what I had trained for…and what happened is something I struggle with every single day.

I am not an anxious person- I literally never worry about anything. But, my husband and several of my friends in our group who were there have had very real anxiety issues as a result of 4/15. It…

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2 thoughts on “Scars: ones we can see and ones we can’t

  1. Your blog is so inspiring & moving. It was such an awful awful day & I can’t imagine what it was like to be there. You’re such a strong person for continuing your running journey & thank you for sharing your post about Boston with us all. My thoughts are with you all x

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