Great NYS Marathon Day!

God is good all the time. There’s no words to describe the feeling of running a full marathon from start to finish twelve years after my debut. Looping around the lake, the mall, lights on the lake, twice through my favorite city feels glorifying. Running this event the fourth year in a row from toeing the starting line to crossing the finish is lucky, with a little faith trust and fairy dust every breath with each stride took me exactly where I’m meant to be.

 
 
 
 
 

Medals

Easy five miles after work work working, and I am feeling hopeful to add to my collection in a week and a half. Goat on goat and loop the lake. I'll feel so Syracuse after running my marathon next weekend.

All my other medals are on my maniquin display. Having something tangible for a reward after feels like the victory lap, a beauty to enthrall my eyes on aprés the hustle & bustle is over.

Marathon Training

The goal is always to toe-the-line uninjured, and in some kind of base shape to run the entire distance. Yesterday, I had run ten miles. Today, I finished five miles, taking on the rain one step at a time. Being in the rain, reminded me of running highschool cross country in the rain, when coach didn’t cancel practice; which is one of those bittersweet fond memories of the shorter distances that turned me into an even longer distance endurance runner.

12 years of full marathons is coming, in just under two weeks, I will hopefully prove to myself I still have it all going on. Marathon running so made me a real athlete not a fake one. When I did the full at 18, my runner friends told me it is so thirty to run that far, and here I am about to find out if my event is totally for my present self.

To not care about the time split of a mile apres running over half of my life, yet having to care about twenty six entire miles all at once… Oh to finish another 26.2 would be inexplicably magic.

Tipp Hill Shamrock Run!

On Saturday, while the wind chill was so icy and each breath was so foggy in the air, I was a part of the bunch of us brave runners out there running in the cold cold cold for four entire miles.  The past few years have been too snowy to run in the event, for me, so it was a pleasure to be back out on the beloved course to kick off Saint Patrick’s Day festivities.  I love all of the music, streets full of runners and cheerers, and then walking over to Blarney after finishing it all.   

11 year later and I’m running the Maine Marathon, my third time! I feel like the physical event of the marathon being a formal race created a life of its own on the side where I have run so much in Maine it is as if to run a marathon, but nothing compares to the original first marathon in 2013. Becoming a marathon runner in October 2013 when I was 18, gave me a new life with passion for running with purpose. How do we balance pure love of the sport to meeting standards in events? I hope my race goes well, running with purpose welcoming every mile, being with the running community is powerful.

Today, I had run 5 miles in the morning and 10 miles in the evening.

Ten miles finished in my little free people set, I will be wearing for marathon day this weekend. My first Maine Marathon, I never imagined going from a little cross country runner with a long run of 10ish miles to training up to 15-18 to running the whole 26.2, the second Maine Marathon I sped up 20 miles in and felt confident crossing the finish line by 26.2. Hopefully, this third Maine Marathon will be the best one yet, but maybe it’ll never compare to the first time. 18 to 22 to 29, am I still as fast at 29 as I was at 18 for this Maine Marathon course? It’s been 7 years already, do I get a masters degree in marathon running if I do it all again? We shall see how much Coach OBJ prepped us for a lifelong sport!

When the mileage for a full marathon is tough, I find willpower to finish for the reasons I'm running which may be bigger than myself. In highschool, being with my best friend and her mom one of my best friends too, everyday as she fought cancer through all of her treatments&surgeries for years, she's an angel of inspiration to raise awareness and to fundrasie for those still fighting. Before all of my races, I like to write the names of those special loves from family or friendships inspiring the journey to be running the event. Grampas on all of my race bibs, sometimes a little ribbon with a name on a safty pin for the race bib does the trick. Running for love, running for god, running for something bigger than self. Sunday will be an ultimate challenge, I have faith everything will fall into place.