BOMBING AT BOSTON MARATHON-GRAPHIC PHOTOS

[BlueTiki]

Tiki can add "the day the Boston Marathon was bombed" to her list of events that occurred on her birthday.

I was planning on running Boston, this year.

Thriver's Cruise changed all that.

Emerson is my Mum's alma mater and Boston is like a second home to her.

Here's an email, I sent to LC on Jan. 5, 2012 while I was recovering from the flu and training for the Rock n Roll Marathon. It was in response to her inquiring about my health and sharing a recipe:

Wow! That's fabulous!

Thanks for letting me peek!

Ham hocks . . . yummy smoked ham hocks . . . an essential part of the food pyramid . . . the beans and legumes part, too.

If I decide to run the Boston in 2013, we'll get together for at least three major meals. My treat . . . your spots.

For Cracker . . . Suggest Proscuitto instead of bacon for the dates.

And have her spring for Medjool, too.

Dumb fucking over educated white trash bitch!

And "Yes" . . . You have my blessing to share this with her! Hahahahaha!

Dammit . . . I'm hungry!

My love to you always, doll!

This shit makes me cry.

My Mum called and she's in tears, too.

One from the 11^th:

Thanks, doll . . . I am feeling better.

My head is clear and body is up to 80% of "normal" strength.

I'm thinking this Sunday's performance will not be one for the record books. Hahahaha!

However . . . Ima gonna finish and will be lookin' marvelous when I cross the line!

From the 22^nd:

Thanks, doll! Ran it last Sunday . . . just a hair under five hours . . . was hoping for four.

Four hours.

That was my goal.

Fuckers.