Once upon a time, I was growing up in a home with a Mom who ran. She loved to run and she did it often. I could tell that it relaxed her, allowed her to have some time to herself and sometimes she did it with my aunt or a friend. The year that she turned 40, she decided to run a marathon! And, she did! She did the Great Potato Marathon in May of 1995! The photo above was taken after she got home from the race. She’s wearing her finisher shirt and holding the trophy my Dad had made for her and the Nikes she ran the race in.
She gave those shoes to me after the race and I was so in awe of her accomplishment that I hung them on my wall in my college apartment and would take the opportunity to tell anyone who came to visit about my Mom who ran a marathon!!! I was 22 years old and had never ran more than 5 miles — and that was only ONCE when my Mom signed us both up for a race together. She totally smoked me of course, since she was much fitter than I was! But, watching her cross the finish line of her first marathon brought tears to my eyes and made her a total hero to me. I vowed that day, that when I was 40, I’d run a marathon, too.
You would be right in saying that I would likely not be a runner at all today if my Mom hadn’t been the great example that she was to me growing up of fitness and reaching for big goals!
When I did the Great Potato Marathon this past weekend, it was 17 years from the week my Mom did hers. I’m 39 now. I think she’s proud of me and the fact that I turned out to be a runner just like her! I guess the apple didn’t fall far from the tree after all!
Here’s a couple of pictures of me and my Mom back in the 90′s when we did fun runs together. I hope you enjoy the trip with me down memory lane!