When I was young I ran because I was vain. I wanted to stay skinny. I liked running, but I never identified myself as a runner. I ran off and on over the years, but only very sporadically. Then, on a whim in March of 2011 I laced up an old worn hand me down pair of Asics and did a one and a half mile loop around my neighborhood alternating walking and running. At the time I think it was merely an attempt to have some time to myself and perhaps attain a bit of fitness that had been long lost after three pregnancies. Then it turned into something more.
The next thing I knew I could run more than walk. Then I did the unthinkable. I ran the 1.5 mile loop twice! I did it! Three whole miles. Then came 4.5 miles. I was really starting to enjoy running and enjoy reaching new distances. I started to love running, and running loved me back.
Fast forward through two 10k races, a 5k, two half marathons, a mudder and a marathon (not in that order) and you'll find me today. I sit analyzing, reading and re-reading as I make my training plan for my next running adventure. The Buffalo Run 50k on March 23, 2013. For you non-runners, 50k is 31 miles, an ultramarathon. I am beyond excited for this trail race!
So, when is the day I became a runner? Well, I think it happened over the course of many days, weeks, and even months as I laced up despite the snow on the ground, or the tired legs. I think I became a runner when running became who I am and not what I do.
I started this blog mostly for myself. I hope to write about my training, my races and my every day experiences as a runner. Maybe you'll find it interesting. Maybe it will inspire you to find your inner runner.
The next thing I knew I could run more than walk. Then I did the unthinkable. I ran the 1.5 mile loop twice! I did it! Three whole miles. Then came 4.5 miles. I was really starting to enjoy running and enjoy reaching new distances. I started to love running, and running loved me back.
Fast forward through two 10k races, a 5k, two half marathons, a mudder and a marathon (not in that order) and you'll find me today. I sit analyzing, reading and re-reading as I make my training plan for my next running adventure. The Buffalo Run 50k on March 23, 2013. For you non-runners, 50k is 31 miles, an ultramarathon. I am beyond excited for this trail race!
So, when is the day I became a runner? Well, I think it happened over the course of many days, weeks, and even months as I laced up despite the snow on the ground, or the tired legs. I think I became a runner when running became who I am and not what I do.
I started this blog mostly for myself. I hope to write about my training, my races and my every day experiences as a runner. Maybe you'll find it interesting. Maybe it will inspire you to find your inner runner.
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