My Running Story

If you asked me ten years ago, five years ago, or even three years ago if I would ever run a marathon, I would have a) laughed at the thought and b) quickly said “No!” Running was never an activity that I liked – I mean, sure, I ran around as a kid, but running, just for the sake of running, was never an option. That mile run that we were all forced to do in high school? No, thank you. I mean, I was the girl who would come up with any excuse to be able to go nap in the school nurse’s office instead of participating in gym class. Sorry, high school gym teachers. 

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Let’s face it, if I was to run back in the day, it probably would have looked something like this…let’s hope it doesn’t resemble that anymore.

So, what made me get into running? There’s a few different answers. The first one was joining a fitness group. I was newly out of college, working my first 9-5 job, and lost touch with a lot of friends, due to not living 5/10 minutes away from each other anymore. I needed to find new friends, and I also needed to find something to balance sitting at a desk all day.

I started with Couch to 5K, and it was torture. I was pretty sure my legs were going to fall off, my lungs were going to collapse, etc. But something kept pushing me to stick to it, and eventually, I could run for more than 5 minutes without wanting to lay down on the ground in the fetal position and cry. Soon after completing Couch to 5K, I was signing up for races, and before I knew it, I had signed up and completed my first half marathon, in October 2013. And then I caught “the bug” as they say. I wanted to do more half marathons. And so I did.

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Run to Remember 2014 with some of the TIU girls!

Somewhere along the road, I realized what a great sense of accomplishment running was. I was doing something that I always said I couldn’t do. I may not be the fastest runner, but every time my distance increases or I see an increase in my pace, I can’t help but feel a sense of pride. Running has pushed me outside of my comfort zone, and has challenged me to continuously leave that comfort zone and see what else I can accomplish.

In 2013, I told myself that I would run one marathon. At the time, I was working at the New England Aquarium, and got accepted onto their marathon team. It was one of the most challenging goals I have set for myself (physically and mentally) but with a great support system and an amazing team (Go Fish!), I felt ready to run. I was as prepared for 2015 as any person who just trained for 18 weeks can be, but a tibial stress fracture came out of nowhere, so the plans shifted and I became a spectator, rather than a runner. So, I’m back at it for 2016, determined as ever to cross the Boston Marathon finish line. I know it’s going to be tough; there will be early mornings, snow covered roads, the Newton Hills,  pushing my body to keep going when it just wants to hop on a train and meet the team at the end (this thought has crossed my mind in the past), but I’m so excited to achieve my goal, and to get to know another amazing team at Tufts MC.