'Just in a haze'
The runner's universe is one marked by hours, minutes and seconds, but time stood still for Lisa Kresky-Griffin just after she crossed the finish line last year.
In the finishers' chute with a friend, collecting their belongings, the jolts came in succession.
"Everybody jumped. Everybody flinched," she recalled.
Officials quickly began asking runners to make room for incoming ambulances.
She and her friend immediately left for their nearby hotel, where she watched the carnage unfold on televison. She was grateful that she and her husband, Jeff, had decided in the morning to meet farther up Boylston, away from the finish.
She turned on her phone to call her husband, and a text from Jeff sprung up: He'd changed plans after they parted pre-race. He'd wait for her near the finish after all.
"Everything got quiet and fuzzy, and a bubble just came over me. People were coming in, shocked and crying in their tinfoil blankets, and I heard nothing." She tried to call and text him without success.
"I just ... I was just in a haze," Kresky-Griffin said, pausing to find the words. "I don't remember a lot of what was going on. I just remember: 'I need to find my husband.'