My love affair with running all started when my parents signed me up for Cross Country in kindergarten. I can’t say that I remember too many details from this time, other than taking the “sprint as fast as I can for as long as I can and then sit down on the course” approach (not going to lie, sometimes I still do that), but I will forever have every detail of that .75 mile and later 1.5 mile course imbedded into my brain. I ran the same hilly Nashville route in until the end of my 8th grade year. In high school, I chose volleyball over cross country until the middle of my sophomore year when I realized the only thing I still liked about it was the mile or so we “had to run” before practice. I traded in my knee pads and power braids (kept the spandex) and joined the cross country and track teams. I will not proceed with some amazing chronicle of carrying my new teammates to a state victory because I was mediocre at best. I spent my career running 24+ minute 5k’s and sometimes coming in dead last in the 800m.
Everything changed in college and even more so now in my now post grad life. I have found a new appreciation for long distance and discovered how self motivation could take me leaps and bounds further than the weight of someone else’s expectations. I ran my first unofficial marathon on the Appalachian Trail my Sophomore year where I fell down constantly and stopped running for 6 months. My next marathon was my senior year in Amsterdam because apparently I couldn’t just settle for something normal. Finally, I ran the St. Jude Marathon here in Memphis at the end of 2014. Marathons are exhilarating and probably my favorite distance second to a half, but I still love running anything and everything in between. I have high and lofty goals for myself, but instead of dwelling on what I am not, here is where I am right now.