* Full disclosure. It's a long one.
~ Jen Rhines
On Monday I had an epiphany.... a re-awakening of sorts. Let's rewind a bit first. About six years ago I ran my first marathon. I had been living in MA for several years and the Boston Marathon had always been on my bucket list. I'd just given birth to my second daughter and I was fired up to get back into running. I really wanted to qualify, so I gave it a shot with the Baystate Marathon in Lowell (fast and flat, baby!). I squeaked into Boston by a hair. Literally. 30 seconds slower and I wouldn't have made it. Talk about lucky. My plan was to go ahead and run Boston the following spring since I already had the mileage under my belt. Unfortunately, that didn't work out due to a stress fracture, so I had to defer my entry and take a few months off to heal. As soon as I could, I started to run again. My mileage base was zero, so it was a slow start. But, I was determined to run Boston come hell or high water, so I didn't care. As I began training again, I started to run some shorter local races to mix things up. With each race, I saw my hard work come to fruition with some solid race times (for me). And the harder I worked, the more my times came down. That spring, I successfully completed the Boston marathon. Once I crossed that line, I was hooked. I had tasted the Kool-Aid and it was really good.
|More, more, MORE!|
|In this case, I am the cat and the fish is the PR;|
always moving and slightly unattainable.
|So...close. Just can't...quite...get...it.|
Listen to this:
Let Go - RAC (ft. Kele & MNDR)