Why I’m Running The 2018 Boston Marathon
The 2018 Boston Marathon is just five weeks away. As my runs get longer and the race gets closer, the reality of what I’m about to do is hitting me: run my first marathon since having a baby. Gulp.
Last weekend, I ran 15 miles. It was my longest run since the Honolulu Marathon in December 2015, the month before I started IVF and this crazy baby journey. I paced a friend at that one (read about it at Shape.com). The last marathon I actually raced? The Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon in 2013, when I was sick and bonked big time. I ended up taking the 2014 marathon season off thanks to a pre-cancerous mole removal and 2015 off due to plantar fasciitis. In 2016, I toyed with the idea of a pregnant marathon, but just didn’t feel up to it. In 2017, I had delusions of running of fall marathon, but my baby had other ideas—namely, sleep torturing me.
So here we are. It’s 2018, and I kind of feel like a newbie all over again. And it’s really exciting.
Yes, I realize that anytime I mention I’ve run the Boston Marathon it will require an asterisk: *No, I didn’t qualify. I got a media entry, and raised money for charity.
I get it. I know so many people who have worked incredibly hard to qualify. My husband is one of them. Read the rest of this entry →