ll it took was a simple message: a runner from Virginia, the mother of three, was killed on Monday, January 13, while she was on an early morning training run.
Meg Menzies, the 34-year-old wife of an Ashland, VA police officer was struck and killed at about 8 a.m. and allegedly, the driver of the vehicle was intoxicated.
Those who knew her well set up a facebook group and were encouraging runners everywhere to dedicate their miles on Saturday, January 18, to Meg Menzies.
Groups and runners from around the country and around the world have seen the post on facebook and more than 70,000 indicated they would dedicate their miles on Saturday to Meg.
Fleet Feet Maine Running (formerly the Maine Running Company) has several training groups and shortly after the facebook group for Meg was created, runners were notified about the event.
As runners gathered at the Portland store, they huddled together to talk about the cold and their own training plans, but the one topic they kept coming back to was Meg.
Less than 10 minutes before the scheduled start of their run, the group stretched, warmed up, and tried to get ready for their workout. They were once again encouraged to keep Meg in their thoughts and hearts. Legs, knees, and arms were moved silently as the tragic story once again filled our minds.
The first mile or so of the Saturday run follows the shoreline of Portland’s eastern prom. The temperature was in the low 30′s (balmy for this time of year), the sun was out, and you could hear the water as the small waves rolled onto the shore. It was a beautiful and somewhat typical Maine winter morning.
The sound of the our feet on the pavement and the water to our right created a cadence for our thoughts. Meg and her family were running with us.
According to many news reports from Virginia, the man driving the car that hit her, a doctor from Hanover, VA . Michael J. Carlson, is now facing a charge of involuntary manslaughter and driving under the influence in connection with Menzies’ death.
For some in Portland, the run on Saturday lasted 30 minutes, and for others, more than an hour. But I think it’s safe to say, all of us carried a little extra weight with us.