The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the city is buzzing with pride as the 118th Boston Marathon has just begun. The much-anticipated race is finally here, and even though I’m watching the live stream from my office, it really is an exciting day to be in Boston. The months leading up to the marathon have brought not only memories from last year’s tough day and increased security and police activity, but a swelling pride for an already proud city. I haven’t been able to walk around the city for the past week without tears pooling, as Back Bay has been draped in blue and yellow and adorned with unicorns. The talk around the event has been about patriotism and standing strong; keeping going even in the face of fear and uncertainty. We have seen people forcibly knocked down and standing up stronger than before. My friend and coworker lost both of her legs at last year’s marathon, and she is running today on her new prosthetics, inspiring the world with each step. And until today, that was all I was thinking about.