I am running Boston y’all, in case you didn’t see that yesterday. I’m certainly going to be high on this for quite a while. What some of you may or may not know about me is that I was not always a runner.
In fact, I only started running my senior year of high school when I stopped playing field hockey but wanted to do some sport. I joined the cross country team and luckily ended up really loving it. I would like to say I just kept right on running, but not so much. I felt like I did but now looking back I realize I was a spotty exerciser at best.
Then, my freshman year of college (2007) a friend from high school was hit and killed by a car. It was one of those experiences that changes your life, makes you realize you aren’t invincible and that anything can happen to any of us at any time. A year or so later I decided that I wanted to run a marathon for him. Having such a strong motivation really got me through my first race. And I serious just “made it through.” I finished the Richmond Marathon in SEVERE pain in 4:04 (2009).
I would like to say again that I kept going but after the week of euphoria of finishing when we were all planning our next race, I pretty much took a month off from running and then ran maybe 3 times a week on a good week.
Fast forward another year (2011), this was me…
I was training for a half marathon, definitely in the overweight category and just finding out I was anemic. I would have to say a week after this picture I decided it was time to make a change.
I ran that half and for the first time stuck with my running even when I wasn’t trying to run a race. I still wasn’t any where near as consistent as I am now but I could count on about 20ish runs/workouts a month.
That December (2011) I ran another half in Charleston and then the spring of the following year (2012) a friend decided to run her first marathon and asked me if I would do it with her.
This was the beginning of the me I am now. Since that race I have run 3 more marathons and 2 more halves and am gearing up to run Boston.
I have taken spills
had many early mornings and more importantly have lived a normal, fun life along the way. I will never be the person that doesn’t enjoy a bit of this…
to be a better runner.
The moral of this very long winded story is that I am ordinary. I didn’t grow up running. It took six years from starting to run to actually become committed and consistent. I was not naturally gifted. I was not born thin or with the legs of a gazelle. I am a NORMAL person, I qualified for Boston and so can you. You can start running tomorrow with the goal of running a 5k, half marathon, full marathon or even Boston and you can get there.You don’t have to have a ridiculously strict diet, or not go out or do anything fun to make some seriously awesome dreams come true. Just stick with it through thick and thin and you’ll get exactly where you are going!