The People Who Watch Marathons
jezebel.comYesterday, when attacks on the Boston Marathon injured scores of people, mostly spectators, every runner I know spent the day wandering around in a daze, then either going on an angry run or curling up in the fetal position at 9 pm. The spectators â people who show up and cheer with noisemakers and high fives and encouraging cheers and magic-markered tagboard signs that read “YOU ALL ARE CRAZY! KEEP RUNNING!”â are the people who matter most to runners. Without those people, a marathon would just be an exercise in self-abuse from a large group of crazies. But there is meaning in marathoning: the people who watch.
I have all of the feels today, and I’m not yet ready to put them into words. But this is just so perfect I don’t know if I need to. Read it, then go for a run. And hug everyone who’s ever been out there to cheer for a runner, because they’re the ones who keep us doing what we do.
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Ich komm zu dir, halt deine hand. Wir gehen gemeinsam durch dies wunderbare land. Das ich für dich erfand… mit mathematischem verstand. Ein wunder hier, ein traum gleich dort, grad noch hier und doch schon fort. Ich zeige dir mein angesicht; doch du siehst mich nicht! Ich weiß genau was dir gefällt; Ich schaff dir eine neue zauberwelt. In der kein regen fällt, in der nur deine wahrheit zählt. Ich zeig dir berge, zeig dir seen. Hier brauchst du alles nur mit meinen augen sehen… und nicht zu verstehen, keine angst, du kannst ruhig mit mir gehen. In ein großes all, ganz für dich allein. Hier kannst du endlich mal du selber sein. Im neon-sonnenschein, fang Ich dir deine wünsche ein. (doch du siehst mich nicht…)
I come to you, I hold your hand. Together we’re going through this wonderful land. That I forged for you… with mathematical precision. A wonder here, a dream just over there, just now here and yet still gone. I’m showing you my face… but you don’t see me. I exactly know what pleases you; [thus] I’m creating you a new magic world. [A world] where no rain falls, [and] where only your truth counts. I’ll show you mountains, show you seas. [In this world] you don’t have to do anything else except to see; [to view] everything with my eyes… and not to understand, with no fear, you can calmly/securely go along with me. Into a huge space, [created] for only you. Here you can be yourself at last. In neon light, I am the one who catches your dreams. (yet you don’t see me…)
