“I didn’t plan on running today, but those cops came out of nowhere!”
And just like that, a runner is born. Everyone’s story is different – some are born to run, some are born out of necessity. I started my journey out of necessity 16 years ago. I had embarked on my weight-loss journey in January 1997 by joining my local YMCA and immersing myself in their group exercises classes. By April 1998, I had lost 35 lbs and had become a full-fledged group exercise addict, attending class every single day of the week. When I decided to take a week-long vacation that year, I realized to my horror that I couldn’t take my fitness instructor with me. What do you mean you can’t go with me on vacation so I can still work out? I had to improvise so that first day of vacation in June 1998, I hopped on the treadmill at the hotel gym and a runner was born. Born out of necessity to stay on track even while on vacation.
Looking back at those early years, I limited myself mentally and physically on what I could achieve. For those first 5 years, my running was confined to the treadmill (except for a few short road races). And the most I would run was a 10K distance. I was afraid of what would happen if I tried going farther.…maybe my legs would fall off, maybe I’d faint. Never did it cross my mind that I could actually succeed. Fast-forward to April 2005, now a mother of two, a toddler and a newborn, and going through a divorce. It was an emotionally draining time for me and I was looking for outlet to escape, […]