On the most recent cover of the AARP (formerly the American Association of Retired Persons) magazine you'll find my new idol, long distance swimmer and defier of age stereotypes, Diana Nyad.
Can we stop for a moment and think about what she did?
The fact that she even once attempted to swim the 100+ miles between Cuba and Havana is remarkable.
Her first attempt was in 1978, at the age of 28. She didn't make it. So she tried it again. About 30 years later at the age of 60. SIXTY!
Unfortunately, she again didn't make it. Because of jellyfish stings and asthma, she had to stop after swimming "only" 25 miles. She went home. Continued to train. And tried again. And again.
On her fourth try she swam 100+ miles and was about 10 miles from shore when those damn jellyfish got the best of her. She came so close. But close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. So she tried again.
The fifth time was the charm. Yesterday Diana Nyad became the only person who's been able to conquer the swim between Cuba and Florida.
If you saw the video of yesterday's blasts, you saw the runner above collapse as though he'd been hit with shrapnel. Thankfully, it was just the force of the blast that knocked him off his feet. He suffered only a skinned knee. . All of my friends survived the marathon with no serious injuries. Unfortunately, that means someone else's friends didn't. . On my way to work in Boston this morning, Reservists in full combat uniform were keeping an eye on things in the subway station. Later in the morning, my colleagues and I heard barking dogs, looked out our office window and saw three SUVs from the K-9 squad getting ready to patrol the area. . We can't help but obsess about what happened yesterday. Don't get me wrong, we feel pretty safe. We just can't stop thinking, talking, texting and emailing about what happened. . I honest-to-God can't imagine how the people of New York and Oklahoma City managed to function in the days following their much bigger massacres.