It seems odd to me that this is my generations “thing”. That time we will never forget where we were, what we were doing, and how we felt. Its weird that it has been 12 years already. It’s bizarre that my kids will only read this in history books, and I hope that my future children never experience the evil that are things like this in the world. September 11, 2001 means something different to each of us. It effected everyone differently. It sucked, but we rallied as a country and very suddenly all became one. In an instant. It’s amazing that such an act of evil can have such an effect on an entire nation.
Personally, I try to do “something” every September 11th. Historically, it has been that I’ve given blood. I was a freshman in college in 2001. When I was still living in Boston we always took a group of us to Fenway and donated blood. In 2007 the hubs and I moved to Charlotte, NC. I’ve continued to give blood every year at a drive wherever I could find it. It was no Fenway.
My day started with the 343 WOD. It was a beast. 343 NYC Firefighters died on September 11th. Our WOD was the following:
I wanted to RX this as much as possible. The only thing I changed was the squat clean, which I dropped to #95 (my max is 110). It took me 23:44. It was a beast. That is a heavier then I usually go but I wanted to really push today; in memory, in respect, in allegiance. I got to the walking lunges and one of the regular 9am’ers had just finished and I was about 25 deep. I felt like crap. My body was exhausted. He got down on all fours and was cheering for me. He screamed “YOU CAN DO THIS!! THEY GAVE THE ULTIMATE SO YOU DON’T HAVE TO…MOVE IT WOMAN!!”. Let me tell you about the fire that lit under my ass. I finished the WOD 4 minutes later. 23 minutes of pain is nothing compared to what so many have given for our freedom. I am proud of my time and the weights I did. There was only 1 other girl who did the same as me today. It is nothing compared to what our troops, fire fighters, police, medics, etc. give every day.
Then it was off to give blood. I’ve been good about taking my iron and vitamins to ensure that I wouldn’t fail the iron test (this happens sometimes). This year I decided to head down to Charlotte Motor Speedway. It was really cool and they had all sorts of fun things going on. Free ride alongs in the race cars (I didn’t do this….after donating blood being driven around at 170 miles an hour doesn’t seem fun to me), race tickets, tee shirts, people everywhere, etc. It was awesome and will likely become my 9/11 donation spot.
As you pulled into the track (and left for that matter), they had 2 fire trucks holding up one of the biggest American flags I’ve ever seen. As I left the track I made sure to pull over, take a moment of respect, and a picture.
Take a moment to pay you respects in whatever way that works for you. Do something this week to remember, respect, and represent the USA. It doesn’t matter what it is, but take a minute to do it. That is my challenge for you. Then make it a tradition. Do it every year.
There is so much evil in the world that we can not control. We can control our own thoughts, actions, and reactions. So, make this one meaningful.