I ran my first marathon about 2 years ago this upcoming May. It was the Susan Komen 26 mile marathon in Washington D.C. for breast cancer awareness. I can promise you that every time I wanted to stop a survivor of the devastating disease pushed me to keep going.
My legs would barely work after I finished, and I knew I'd have to muster up the courage to do it again one day. Ever since then, I'll run a few miles here and there, but always find myself quitting and never making it to the 26th mile. Actually, making it to the 5th mile has been quite hard lately. Until last week…
The Boston Marathon Bombings grasped my heart and warped my mind into shape to get in a few miles a day. An unbelievable day that seemed like something from a movie where the characters could have been any of us changed my mind about my exhausted leg fear of running a marathon again.
I officially have no excuses. I’ll run every day even if its 26 miles in one week, vs. a few hours. I will get there. I'll run for breast cancer. I'll do the color run! I'll run for all of those that can run no more!
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