In many ways, I find it hard to believe that it has been 6 years since I ran my first and only marathon, the amazing Chicago Marathon.
Each year the desire to even run that far again fades a little more. I developed tendonitis during training and my doctor told me this was a “one and done” situation, and I was grateful for it. I ran a great race and had a wonderful time meeting the original people I first followed on here, including my dear @two-o-nine . I had trained well, felt great, and was at a perfect racing weight. I finished in 5:33:03 and was pleased. That’s a long time to run, but it didn’t matter, I did it! I finished a marathon! I took myself on a running tour of the city and I loved it.
When I crossed the finish line, I got my picture taken with my hard earned medal, found some snacks and a spot on the ground to rest, and called my mom and immediately burst into tears. The girl who was made fun of for being fat, who couldn’t run a mile in middle school or high school, was now the girl who found the strength to lose 150 pounds and run countless races including 12 half marathons and now a full. It was an incredible feeling.
So, to everyone racing this weekend, have so much fun! It is an incredible experience.










