When my whole journey started. I said it was never going to go further then loosing the weight and maybe running a 5k.
Excuse me while I laugh loudly.
Four years ago this weekend, I did the one thing I never thought I would do.
After visiting the OKC Memorial Museum the year before and hearing from one of the ladies there about how truly special the marathon was and how it brings their community together; I made the decision that if I was going to try to run one, this was going to have to be the one. I had no clue what I was walking into, and I honestly had no clue what kind of challenge it was going to be.
Anyone who has ran OKC will tell you that this is truly a special event. It is the key fundraiser for the memorial that commemorates the events of April 19th 1995. It’s focused on remembering those impacted, those lost and remembering the impact of violence, and remembering that we are stronger then that violence.
They call it the Run to Remember.
I admit, I did not know what I was walking into when I decided on that race. I never realized how much harder training would be on that race compared to the halfs (which I was starting to feel comfortable on).
I have to admit it, ever since I went nuts and jumped into the world of the full’s I realized how much stronger I really was. Marathons are tough work.
But the people in OKC are amazing. I have yet to run an event that has such a special feel. Everything is out there for one reason, to remember and to tell the world that we will not be defined by the violence. The water stops are small parties. There is always an encouraging group of runners to help you through the tough stuff.
I never thought I would do more then the one. I have been back to OKC three times (I really wish I could be there this year) battled in Seattle, ran and been an ambassador twice for SF.
OKC will always have a very special place in my heart. As I said when I was there last time, I am not done with you. I don’t think I ever will be.