The San Francisco Marathon is thirty-two days away. The race holds a special place in my heart. It was my first half marathon. Some say, you never really forget your first race. I look back on my first SF Marathon with great pride . It was the race that made me believe that I was a runner. Most importantly, it was where I celebrated life and my health. Even during the challenging parts of the race, I never felt so alive and happy to be running through the streets of my hometown.
It can be a little dramatic to think that a race can change a person’s life, but I have to say that it does. Running opened the doors to many possibilities. I am not the same person that I was last year. My outlook on life is brighter. I feel like the cup is half full instead of empty. I still have some challenging days, but I take it all in stride. I have come so far and don’t see myself stopping.
This year, the journey has come full circle. Not only do I get to run the second half but it has been an honor to be a part of the ambassador team. I don’t have any time goals. Like last year, I will be celebrating at The SF Marathon another year of good health and life.