I don't know Meg Menzies and I don't live in Virgina, but I don't have to. She was a fellow wife, mother, runner and person and that is all I needed to know. She was killed by a drunk driver while on her morning running on Monday morning. There was a Memorial Run this past Saturday in Virgina, but through Facebook, Instagram, Twitter (and probably every other form of social media) there was a call out for everyone to put in miles for Meg whether you were a runner or walker or whatever. Here is the Facebook event with the invitation.
It wasn't my day to run. It was actually supposed to be a rest day, with an hour of playing with my son at his preschool open gym and 45 minutes of shoveling snow mixed in, but I was going to run because I can in her memory and she't can't. I had to keep from tearing up while I ran (it's hard to breathe when you are crying) thinking about everyone she left behind. My heart breaks for her family and friends. I had a hard time not thinking about my outdoor run and how I am constantly scanning faces to make sure they are looking up at me and not distracted. My outdoor runs in my little town have to be on the road because we don't have the sidewalks and trails (maybe in a few more years the trail extending from neighboring towns will actually be built like they are talking about). I pray for Meg's soul to be at peace and that she is in a far better place and can run with out distracted and drunk drivers.
But just because Saturday has come and gone doesn't mean you can't still add your own #megsmiles because we all know if she were here still she would be logging those miles herself.