I am not a gifted runner. I never have been. I was always the slowest in my class at school. Painfully slow. I didn’t even want to participate because I knew I would be last. Well, actually, second last, one girl was just a tad slower than me. However, it still made me not want to run.
This is not a post about my past as a runner, which is brief: I wasn’t, and now I am. It’s about not being naturally fast. There are people out there that can decided to run a marathon and easily break four hours. Heck, some even get close to the three hour mark their first try. I am not one. My first marathon was a a 4:46, which was in 2013. It was a huge accomplishment to me. I have never been surrounded by runners, no one I knew had run one before. I was hooked. The feeling of crossing that finish line was like nothing else I had ever experienced. Continue reading