Sarah Balter On the morning of September 11, 2001, I was a senior airman in the United States Air Force, stationed at Ramstein Air Base in Germany. My superiors stuck me into an open cubicle in the help desk office in the communications squadron - monitoring computer and television screens filled with blinking green, red, orange, and yellow lines and squares. Sometime in the afternoon, Tech Sergeant Hudson from Circuit Actions came in and turned the televisions on, tuning them to CNN. He stood near my desk, holding his coffee, watching CNN on my screens. He called over the squadron supervisor…

As I lay here in my sofa, resting from the race. I reflect on what happened to me. I've trained consistently for four years now, and was sub-seeded for the Peachtree Road Race. My PR [personal record] on a 10K is 41 minutes and I was expecting to improve that to about 40 or less. I really enjoy the Peachtree. All the people and Independence Day make it very special. I'm one of those crazy ones that blast through the downhills with a smile on my face. Yesterday was no exception. However, all of a sudden I'm on the ground - surrounded by police and race officials - wondering what happened and …