As humans, it feels like we have a natural ability to minimize the accomplishments that we make. Sure, you have some people who are proud to boast about everything and anything (we all know one). But for the most part, I feel like a lot of people get a little bashful when it comes to talking about the amazing things that they are doing. 

Like running. I love talking to people about running and what they’re doing, especially with people who just started exploring the sport. I always feel like people get intimidated by others in the community, especially with how much us runners like to brag about our runs on social media.

When you’re starting out, you likely don’t have the greatest form and you probably aren’t the fastest. You might look a little bit like a foal just finding her legs for the first time. 

But you know what? We all started somewhere. 



If you would have told middle school me that someday, I would enjoy running and get up EARLY to do it, I would have laughed at you.

If you would have told high school me that someday, I would love to run marathons, I would have rolled my eyes and also laughed. (I am not sure I even knew that people ran distances as far as marathons at that point in my life; I remember we ran 7 miles once a year in cross country and that seemed like an ETERNITY!). 

I decided to run by choice between my middle school and high school years in an attempt to lose weight. I had a rom-com Hollywood dream that I would lose all this weight and suddenly not be the ugly duckling that I was in middle school.

I was dedicated. And started running. I could barely make two miles. And then I made it to three… and finally, I started going five miles. I ran nearly every single day, and I remember it was so hard. I hated it. I was embarrassed by it because I was slow and I could barely make it that far without walking. 

But over the years, my body got a little bit more efficient. I started to enjoy my runs and look forward to them. And even more important? I started to talk about running and why I loved it. It transformed what the sport meant to me and the role that it plays in my life. 



So when you’re struggling, when you don’t want to share because you think it’s embarrassing or “less” than anyone else, we all started somewhere. Stick with it. Give yourself a chance to fall in love and explore the sport the way you should — you may surprise your past self in what it does for you. 


When did you start running? What got you going? 

If you told yourself from a decade ago what your life looks like today, would that person have believed you? 


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