I am running a marathon because I can.
Because I've run 4 half marathons, some 10ks and a 15k. It's next, right?
I'm running because I am goal-oriented. I enjoy working towards something.
In a life that is extremely unpredictable--because that's just how kids are--running is a constant for me. Training is a constant.
Running is straightforward. If I follow the training plan, if I don't push myself too hard, but I do challenge myself--I will reach my goal.
I'm running a marathon because I have an amazing husband who has supported me all the way and put up with me being gone almost every Saturday morning, our only day off together.
I'm running a marathon because I want to inspire my children, my daughters, to achieve, to work hard towards a goal and see it come to pass.
I'm running a marathon because it's my sport. A sport in which I am the only member of the team, and I only have to compete against myself.
Because I want to put a 26.2 on my minivan.
Over 6 years ago I ran my first mile and it felt like a marathon. Yet somehow, I was hooked. 5 years ago this month I ran my first half marathon in 3 hours and 5 minutes.
I ran 17 miles in November in 3 hours and 5 minutes.
Sunday I will run a full marathon.