In 1967, Kathrine Switzerwas the first woman to enter and complete the Boston Marathon as a numbered entry. She registered under the gender-neutral name of “K.V. Switzer”. After realizing that a woman was running, race organizer Jock Semple went after Switzer shouting, “Get the hell out of my race and give me those numbers.” however, Switzer’s boyfriend and other male runners provided a protective shield during the entire Marathon. These photographs taken of the incident made world headlines.
Something about heavy raindrops on the windowpane makes me very reflective. The past 24 hours will shape the next 24 months of my life. Anxious, excited, grateful.
I’m continuously humbled and heartbroken by the friends I have. Humbled because they are the most amazing, interesting, ambition, open, loving and caring individuals I have come across. Heartbroken because I can never come close to comparison on the scale of awesome.
And yes, as terrible as it sounds, I want to see you breakdown. Not to satisfy any malice in me, no not whatsoever for I wish you no harm but solely to see how you deal with it and rise up again. I want to be there for you if it happens and I want to know how you rebuild. For in the our deepest moments of despair and helplessness, we can truly know ourselves. The eyes may be the windows to the soul but sorrow is the gateway. And as you know, there is no greater achievement than that of resurrection and that of betterment. At the time, the suspense will be terrible but I hope it lasts. In such a stubbornly refreshing renaissance, whether it be once or recurring, long or short, I will understand you.
You can tell a lot about a person by the friends they keep ~ I would be lucky to reach 1/10th their greatness.
I’m sitting here thinking of all the things I wanted to apologize to you for. All the pain we caused each other. Everything I put on you. Everything I needed you to be or needed you to say. I’m sorry for that. I’ll always love you because we grew up together. You helped make me who I am. I just wanted you to know, there will be a piece of you in me always. And I’m grateful for that. Whatever someone you become and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end.