But then I understood…

When I was in college, I missed high school basketball. I missed track-and-field. I missed sports. I gained like 5 pounds and freaked out. I wanted to be competitive again. Studying chemistry on the elliptical wasn’t it. I went too hard in cardio kickboxing I pulled my groin and was pissed.

My friend Lauren asked me if I wanted to run three miles with her and I basically LOL’ed in her face. “I don’t think I can do that.” I said, matter-of-factly. She challenged me to it and once there’s a challenge involved I can’t say no. How she knew this, I have no idea. I remember forcing her to stop half way through. “Lauren, what the f*ck are we doing!?” I said. After that run I felt invigorated. I felt challenged. I felt exhausted. I felt alive. 

Fast forward to today and over the last 10+ years, I have nerded-the-ef out on everything running. I did all of the research possible on the World Wide Web (do we still call it that? asking for a GenZ…), trained myself to PRs, trained a few friends to PR’s, and then realized that I wanted to coach. I entered an RRCA course with a few members of my running club who were equally nerdy. I felt at home. Since then, I found my passion for running is greater than myself. I believe my calling is to help others. 

I found a new hobby, passion, lifestyle, sport, and mental health stabilizer. 

If you’re wondering what the buzz is (am I 70?? Plz send help) about running or want to figure out new workouts to tap into a potential you’ve never reached, it’s not too late. 

If I can do one thing in this life, it’s to help others find a love for running… and maybe realize they’re actually good at it.