In the past year, I've gone from (really) fat to fit and I mostly have running to thank for my transformation.
I come from a family of runners. My uncle is an avid runner and has run several 100 milers and marathons under extreme conditions - every thing from the Arctic Circle to the Sahara Desert. My dad has somothing like a dozen marathons under his belt. And two of my cousins have joined in the group for the past two years or so.
All the time, I have been watching from the sidelines, thinking that this was not anywhere within my reach. Last July, I could barely run more than a minute at a time, having a BMI hovering around 40.
Now, a year later, I have been discussing travelling to Rome with my parents. My dad plans on running the marathon there and initially, I thought I'd run the 4K fun run. I was hoping on running a half, but since there isn't any associated with the event, I figured I couldn't do the marathon. I mean, I've only been running a year.
But then I realized that the only thing stopping me is me. If I put my mind to something, and if I keep injury-free, there is NO reason why I couldn't do this. The marathon is more than six months away. More than enough time I need to train. So why not?
I might be crazy and there will surely be a time when I will regret making this decision, in the middle of a long run, in the dead of winter. But I also know I need the challenge. I need to get out of my comfort zone and training to run 42,2 km sure will do the trick!
