Boston Strong

So it definitely has been a long time, but today seemed to be the perfect day to write. Today was Patriot's Day and the Boston Marathon. I wanted to be part of this huge event and decided I would go for the first time.
I walked through the Commons and the Garden on my way to Boylston St. People were everywhere and were so happy of the day. All the Boston Strong shirts and hats, Red Sox gear everywhere. It was showing how strong Boston Strong actually means. People were not going to be scared and back down. They came out in full force to show their support for the 36,000 runners who were all running for a cause.
As I found my way through the crowd, I set up my spot at the finish line. Not realizing where I was standing was the exact location of the first bomb of last year. No one was intimidated of being there. People being proud to be from Boston and representing their city. Cheering for everything. The electricity flowed through the air and the race had barely even started. Little did I know I was standing right next to the Governor for a period of time. He was shorter than I anticipated hence why I didn't know that was him haha.
As the first wave of racers came through, the wheel chair racers, it was just a privilege of being there. Watching them finish one after another. Meanwhile keeping an eye on the two leaders of the women's and men's elite group, both Americans. As the women got closer, the American was off the pace, but that didn't stop the crowd from showing their support for the leader. The crowds got louder and louder, cheering for everyone. Then the men got closer. And Meb, an American was leading by almost a minute. All of a sudden it was down to 6 seconds. The crowd was going insane for Meb to be the first American to win in over 30 years. As he was finishing the chants of U-S-A was being screamed by everyone.  As the national anthem was being played, tears were flowing by many. It seemed like the perfect ending.
It was such an honor to be part of this event, and to be in the location I was in. Watching runners help one another cross the finish line who were struggling was a very touching sight. I definitely got the experience I was looking for. I congratulate each and everyone of those 36,000 people who finished. They proved the Boston Strong philosophy exists and isn't just a phrase.

This is our f%&#@*$g city!

The last week has been crazy in Boston. The Red Sox won the world series!! It was great to be in a place where the team won the championship. The city was a buzz for the whole week and still is! Boston pride is absolutely amazing. Its too bad I can't stand the rest of the Boston teams to actually care if they win. But at least I love the Sox!

I watched every game but 2, and they lost those 2. So guess I was the good luck charm for them. When game 6 was starting, I was on the T, green line and we all know how much we love the green line.......sigh.....I made it to Fenway area go be right in the middle of it all if they won. My friends got in the only bar that was letting people in. Just so happens it was a gay bar. But not a gay person to be found. Full of crazy Sox fans who found it randomly. And a bunch of crazy hardcore punk rockers dressed in black, metal, and crazy hair and piercings. I waited outside to hopefully get in. Listening to the fans in the stadium and watching the Boston PD showing up in force. Boylston was crazy. 1000s of police and armed national guards. Up 6-0, you knew what was coming.

Finally got in during the 5th, and just couldn't wait for that last out, we all know how the Sox can stress us out. Love them, but sometimes can drive me nuts! Koji struck out the last guy and to the streets we went. Barricades and police and 1000s of people every where celebrating. Everyone happy. Its like we actually won it! Like Papi says "this is our f-ing city!", we say "this is our f-ing team!". The celebration continued for hours and hours. Boston PD did a great job in keeping order and herding people like sheep off the streets.

Yesterday was the parade, and millions in attendance. People drunk by 9:30am. Great times. Seeing the team come through on the duck boats and an entire city cheering and thanking these guys for doing what they do. They brought joy and happiness to the city of Boston. All day long people in Red Sox gear celebrating everywhere, long after the parade was over.

I've been here just one month and have experienced something that some people in cities haven't yet. Glad I was part of something so great. Now the Sox are done, I really don't have anything to watch on TV!! Guess I'll have to wait since my football team sucks, and my hockey team is rarely on TV here.

What will be the next big adventure in Boston? Who knows. Can't wait to see what's next. Boston Strong!

Shipping off to Boston!

Well well well. Its finally happened. I land in Boston and finally have the job I want. Walking the city with the bright lights, tons of people, restaurants galore, and just plain stuff!! Oh and don't forget the annoying people who beep the horn at you the second the light turns green. Is that just a Boston thing? Had that happen the other day and I just stopped. Beep your horn at me, I'll do exactly what you don't want me to do. I'm an asshole. I'll admit it.

City life is just great. Everything I need at any time. However downtown turns into a ghost town at night. Very strange walking from work and not seeing a person until I get close to the T. Trader Joes is conveniently located within walking distance. Fenway right around the corner. The Prudential Building right outside my window. And bars bars bars. Its a rough life.

Apartment hunting has been a bitch though. Who posts on craigslist and not reply back? You want someone to fill a room, REPLY BACK! yet another reason I don't like people.

Post Ragnar life has been interesting. Took some time off for a bit. Started to run again and workout heavy. Its almost November, got to have that beach bod ready by spring. Operation Sexy has commenced. In the words of The Rock: FOCUS!!!!

The job is starting to settle for me. Its a great location and a great idea. Corporate Wellness is actually something I never thought I would do, but its pretty decent.
A lot to learn and a lot to do. Bring it in bitches.

"A nut for a jar of tuna" spelled backwards is the same thing.