I am overwhelmed by all the amazing things happening since Monday. Runners come together to run, help each others with their feelings, and remember those that were affected by the bombings. Over the few past days, I never doubted that the good will always trump the bad, and for that, I am thankful.
I am still in disbelieve on what happened on Monday. I am still shocked and hurt.
The happenings last Monday and the days that followed showed me, how grateful I am for this community.
I won’t post the “happy-go-lucky post” I was working on when I heard the news on Monday night.
However, I am ready to tell the world that I won’t let them (so, so glad that the police seem to know who they are now) take running and racing away from me.
I am going to run the BMW Berlin Marathon on September 29th, 2013.
I always thought that the Hamburg Marathon would be my first marathon to run, simply because Hamburg is where I grew up. I have a connection with this city and I felt that it would be easier to run a marathon here that it would be in any other place of this world. I simply never felt attracted to Berlin. I only have been there three times before: during a family trip, during a school trip, and to get my U.S. visa. All of those trips were in 2006. See? No connection.
When the race was sold out in less than 3,5 hours last fall, I thought: I should really run this race one time. If a race is sold out in such a short amount of time, there has to be something about it.
A marathon wasn’t a new years resolution this year. However, when I decided that I wouldn’t run my first marathon in Hamburg this year, I made the secret plan to “simply” win a race entre for the 2013 Berlin Marathon.
Last month I saw that a magazine for runners was hosting a giveaway for two race entries for the marathon in our capital. I entered without hesitation. The change that I would win is pretty small anyways, I thought.
Last Friday, I got a mail from the chief editor. I’m in!
As soon as I read the mail, I started writing a post for my blog. It was hard to put my thoughts together in sentences, and the first thing I wrote was
“Oh, boy. I am scared. I am excited. All those mixed feelings just come together in my little brain. I sure need a few days to let that settle down. 42 km and then some are sure a long way to run…
…As I write these words, I am in a deep shock. All I can say that it feels hard to breath. I am scared, but I also feel very lucky. Extremely lucky.”
Those feelings have changed. I am not longer scared, but I am excited to stand against the evil in this world and be part of something as big as a marathon. Next September, I will be running together with 40.000 runners from all around the world, and no one will stop us from celebrating what we love.
I stopped looking forward to my first marathon last Monday. It took a #runforboston to change that feeling. During that run, I finally thought about all the things that were running around my head.
Running is fun.
The World Marathon Majors are great places to race.
You get to run in peace with so many different kinds of people.
It makes me happy to be part of it this year.
I am glad I get the change to not only run the marathon, but also get free professional training, a performance diagnostics and much more.
Updates about my journey will follow in the upcoming weeks, I promise.
What was your first marathon? Any tips for a soon-to-be marathoner?