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Why I Want to Run a Marathon {Guest Post}

Wicked Happy Mamas (2)

Today I’m letting my Saucony 26 Strong Cadet, Kailey, take over!

Kailey has a running story similar to so many others. She’s done numerous half marathons but has always wondered, could I do a full marathon?

Here’s her own story.

Why I Want to Run a Marathon

I’ve run nine half-marathons in three years.

Towards the end of every one of those half-marathons, I am dripping with sweat, tired, cranky, hungry, and trying everything in my power just to make it to the finish line.

By the 11th mile I think to myself, I hate running, I hate this race; I will never run again, I hate any bump in the road that resembles a hill.

When I would finally come through the finish line, I would think to myself; “How can people do 13.1 more miles of this for a marathon?

Of course, by that evening, I would already be looking for another half-marathon to sign-up for, but never targeted a marathon as a goal.


It seemed unattainable, it seemed time-consuming; a marathon was out of my comfort zone. I’d hear war stories from people who had run marathons, it seemed like child birth; long and painful, but rewarding. Also, I loved the half-marathon distance, so why go further?

When Angela first asked if I wanted to train and run my first marathon with the Saucony 26 program, the negative side of me said “Are you crazy? There’s no way you’ll be able to fit the training into your schedule- you’re a mom! You work 50+ hours a week! You’re not as fast as Angela, or as strong as a runner!”

Then I realized; there are so many women around me (Angela included), that have done a marathon, yet still have time to be an amazing mom (and have a life.) Maybe I wasn’t as fast or as strong as a runner as Angela, but I’d feel like a drop-out/quitter to not even try!

My attitude changed, and I got really excited about the challenge. It was a chance for me to do something I never wanted to do, or thought I was capable of doing. Plus, it’s an opportunity of a lifetime, and I get to be coached by a friend (who is also an actual running coach.)

I’m in Week 3 of an 18 Week plan. I like the structure of having a schedule to follow and, even though I had been running consistently before starting my official marathon training, I feel like I have become more cognizant of slowing my pace down for non-tempo or speed workouts.

Still, the thought of running over 14 miles looms in the distance. I panic about running 16, 18 and 20 miles! I keep doubting myself and wondering how I will ever make it that far when the planned long-run day comes. I know I’ve got to stay positive and confidant that I can complete the mileage!

When the big marathon day comes, I will expect pain, agony and hunger. I will expect to probably glare at Angela when we are around mile 24 (or maybe mile 15.) I will expect to want to walk or to take a nap on the side of the road.

But you know what?

When I’m done, I’m going to feel pretty bad ass and proud of myself.

In fact, I will probably sign-up for another marathon on the plane ride home.

Editor’s note: Kailey is a much stronger runner than she gives herself credit. I have full confidence and faith in her will and determination to cross the finish line. I can’t wait to hear her say, “I AM A MARATHONER!”


You can follow along with Kailey’s Honolulu marathon training on her brand new blog, RunningInNHGirl.

Why do/did you want to run a marathon?

Stubborn Runner

Portsmouth #seenonmyrun |

Hey guys!

Hope you had a great weekend. It’s back to the daily grind as usual for me so I’m kind of dreading Monday. Vacation is so nice. If only I got paid to just be me.

Oh well…

If you follow me on Instagram or Facebook you probably already saw that my planned 20 miler for Saturday was a bust. A full out “This sucks. WTF am I doing?” type of run.

Friday night I wasn’t really sure if I should cut back my planned mileage or go for it. I was feeling much improved with my sinus infection but still congested a bit. I really didn’t want to put it off till next week. I had been prepping myself all week for the 20 miles. My mind was focused and set on that number.

The plan was for me to get 10 miles in before meeting up with Kailey and Mariette for the second half. I was running late so I didn’t get started as early as I’d hoped. As soon as I started running, I felt off. Of course, the first mile, two or even three kind of suck on almost any run. I tried telling myself that over and over. By mile 4 I felt like I was in a little bit of a better place. I ran a route that brought back marathon training memories from last Spring.

But then my mind started to go to the dark side. The side where all the negative thoughts in the world reside and feed off my confidence like a parasite.

By mile 7 I was looking for signs to tell me to stop.

Hmmmm…is that stop sign telling me to stop running?

Where was Sisu when I needed it?

By the time I met up with the girls I had got 8.5 miles in. For some reason I had two hot spots forming on each foot and I was tired. My stomach was also growling despite eating my usual long run fuel and taking in fuel at 5 miles. Every step felt like I was slogging through soft sand. I was hoping that having some company would revitalize me.

Unfortunately, it didn’t. There were multiple walk breaks taken. I crawled up hills. I just didn’t have it in me.

At mile 16ish I split off with the girls to head back to my car for more water. I really wanted to call it quits when I got to my car but my stubborn ways wouldn’t allow it. I was still fixated on 20. I thought I’d give it one last attempt to get the remaining 3.

Finally, at 18, I called it. Every time I tried to run my calves and hamstrings would cramp up in knots. Even stepping off a curb caused it.

I was not happy.

Didn’t I just run 20 miles with no problems a few weeks ago? What happened?

I then got mad at myself for being so stubborn. Why didn’t I stop earlier? What was I trying to prove?

It came down to pride.

My pride was too big to admit that I wasn’t up to running 20 miles.

Ummm…hello! You’re on antibiotics for a sinus infection!

If I wasn’t such a stubborn runner, the smart move would have been to do less miles this week and a 20 miler next weekend. But no. I had my mind set on 20 and I was getting there no. matter. what.

And then my body just laughed at me.

So lesson learned – check your pride at the door. There’s no shame in cutting a run short because it just doesn’t feel right.

It’s one run. Shake it off. Focus on the next run.

Are you a stubborn runner?