I've gone back and forth for a while now about whether or not I should talk about this online. There are definitely some competitive "haters" out there who I didn't want knowing about this and trying to take it away from me. But I ultimately concluded that they can only do that if I let them, and I'm not going to. So, I wish to share a story with you.
I am running a marathon. Well, I'm training for one so that I can run a marathon,
When I was in 9th grade, our English teacher took us to the computer lab and had us make a bucket list. I remember taking it seriously for the first 20 minutes of class, and then my ideas got more and more far fetched. But I remember, even back then before I really knew how far a marathon was, and keeping in mind that I HATED running, number 2 on my list was to run a marathon.
Since really developing a love for the sport in 2009, I always thought running a marathon would be incredible, but that I wasn't built for it. The half's I had participated in had left me drained and spent. There was no way I could run double the distance. NO WAY!
Then Brynlie happened and you all know by now that I truly believed I wouldn't be able to run again. That fear and helplessness lit something within me. I hated being told I couldn't do something, and I wasn't going to take no for an answer.
I've secretly taken great pride in my comeback from Brynlie. I had major physical issues to overcome. Most women who suffer from PSD don't have symptoms a few weeks after birth, but mine lingered. Building strength took an insane amount of dedication, perseverance, and a heck of a lot of pain. But I kept at it. I knew there had to be a way to make my body strong again.
Long story short, I did. I slowly regained strength in my hips and ligaments (sometimes I still have issues) and I started running again. Throughout all this therapy and training, my mental strength became rock solid. As I've mentioned before, instead of thinking I couldn't do things, I asked myself, "Why not?"
That mental drive really revved up after running the Salt Lake Half Marathon in April. I was TERRIFIED to run it. Not only because I was sick, but my last racing experience had been traumatic, and I couldn't take another awful experience.
As you know, it was amazing. I'm not a super fast runner, but I did my best and felt incredible. Instantly something within me burst into flames. I've felt unstoppable since.
Shortly after this race a friend of mine (the one I've been running with recently) talked me into a marathon. The idea scared the heck out of me, but the more I thought about it, the more it sounded appealing and not utterly awful. She and I registered for The Full Monte, or more formally known as the Huntsville Marathon in September. I had plenty of time to put the work in, I just needed to do it and keep my focus strong and healthy.
I've ran two half marathons since registering in April, so training for those has been the priority. But I'm done with races until September and I feel like marathon training has officially kicked off! We completed 14 miles almost a month ago now, which went really well. I was able to walk up my stairs afterward and wasn't even sore the next day! Talk about a morale boost! But in the coming months, the miles get longer and the training gets tougher. Sometimes I get scared and overwhelmed, but mostly I'm just excited and I get emotional thinking about crossing that finish line and crossing off a true bucket list item.
I've decided to blog about this journey. That is why I've talked about running so much lately. I've had so many people say to me, "I wish I was a runner." or "I wish I didn't hate it." I was once in your shoes. I used to loath running. I used to feel like it wasn't something I was capable of. But each step that I've taken over the years has always started with one thing: a change in mindset. So don't doubt yourself and prove that you are capable of anything!
I've had to adapt a personal training plan to incorporate all the runs I need and cross training at the gym. I feel like the gym is what has made me so much stronger this year. Sometimes I feel like I don't know what the heck I'm doing haha. But I don't have a time goal, just a finish goal, so I think I've read enough research, books, and training plans to know what will get me across that finish line.
26.2 freaking miles. Are you ready for this?
BRING IT ON!!