The months are going by faster than I could have imagined and I'm alternating between panic and excitement. Some days I think about running through the crowds of cheering people in Boston and get the nervous, excited butterflies. Some days I have pain in my foot or knee or any other imaginable part of my body and doubt if I'll even be able to do this.
But that's half the fun. Not knowing, but going for it. Pushing limits. Sticking to things you committed to, even when they seem crazy, in both running and fundraising.
Holy fucking shit.
There are the swear words right off the bat. Whoops. But I fucking got a bib to the Boston Marathon!
I'm so excited, freaking out, and so so nervous. I mean I did just post about mystery injuries and my legs and feet aren't fully functioning at the moment. And I'm still finishing up my fundraising for the Crohn's and Colitis Foundation, but how the hell can you say no to the Boston Marathon?! You can't. You just can't.
A Thanksgiving race is a must!
Last year was my first year running a Thanksgiving race and after repeating that for a second year, I plan to run every Turkey Day. (Or non-turkey day if you're me.)
This was my first time at the Fisher Cat's Thanksgiving 5K. I actually planned to run a different race up until about a week before, but when I realized running this 5K would get my milage high enough to complete the Millennium Running Series and earn a jacket...decision made.
One week ago I ran a marathon.
It was hard, but it was awesome!
I'm glad that I wrote some thoughts down the day after the race because, honestly, I've forgotten most of the details already. I'd compare it to my wedding - a memorable moment that I don't remember any of.
I'm afraid during almost every run I go on.
I avoid the news, but I still hear stories of women getting kidnapped, killed, raped every few months.
I turn around to check that no one is behind me.
I use apps that send my location to my loved ones.
I use apps that set off an alarm and alert people if I stop moving.
I never listen to music.
My running hours are limited to those of daylight, unless I drive to join a group run.
I'm nervous to run on the town trails.
I cross the street to avoid going by men on the sidewalk.
I never share my maps online.
Hi, I'm Jessie!
I live in NH with my husband and our pup. My favorite things are coaching Girls on the Run, eating good food that I didn't have to cook, helping other people work on their health, volunteering for and running races, watching tv, doing yoga, and spending too much time on social media. #Balance