

In early 2000 I had been struggling on-and-off with anorexia nervosa for about five years. At that time, I was doing dramatically better than when in high school, but I was still very thin and was overly focused on the shape of my body. After walking a 10K with my father, I fell in love with the carnival atmosphere of races and decided that I wanted to be a runner. Running completely changed my life! I began to acknowledge my hunger and feed my body without restrictions. I remember in college, there was an 8-mile loop I loved that ended at the San Marcos River. Frequently after completing the run, I would walk a few blocks to Subway and eat an entire foot-long meatball sub. Other days I let myself eat an entire pint of ice cream after running for a couple of hours. My body was starving but now I was a runner and so I was happy to feed myself without judgement or guilt. The more I ran the more I loved my body and all of its abilities.
I ran my first half marathon in April 2000 and continued to run half marathons for a few years. After completing an eighteen-mile run, I decided I was ready to train for a marathon, and in April 2004 I completed my first marathon-the Country Music Marathon in Nashville, TN. Eight weeks later (and on a whim) I ran my second marathon in Estes Park, CO. I ran a few miles with a 50-stater, and I made it a goal to complete a marathon in all 50 states. This was during graduate school when I had seemingly endless free time, so the travel involved did not bother me. And indeed, my first 21 marathons/ultras took place in 20 states and one Canadian province.

During Summer 2008, I decided to join the Marathon Maniacs (I'm #1057). I truly love this group of runners as the carefree party ambiance they bring to marathons brightens my world. The spirit of the Marathon Maniacs is exactly why I decided to become a runner over 11 years ago. Every time I see a mob of yellow filled with lots of encouragement, smiles, and silliness, it reaffirms just why I do this -- sheer joy.
Today in 2011, I am still a runner but I am also a wife and working mother. My life is more than just research and running like it was in graduate school. I will happily miss a run in favor of spending extra time with my son Sebastian. How do I continue to run marathons, be present with my son, and "bring home the bacon" for our family? I do the best I can, and I frequently feel like I am pulled in many directions with the weekends being a particular challenge. Should I run or volunteer at a local race? Work on my research? Take my son to a park to play? Cook a special meal for my family? Or spend some one-on-one time with my husband? Of course, I want it all, and I do everything but a little less than I'd like. I wish I could run more and do more research and have more family time, but alas I am human. I do the best I can and I'm happy with that; 31 marathons/ultras (24 marathons, 7 ultramarathons) in 22 states, 10 published research papers, a tenure-track position at the University of Miami (starting 01/2012), my beautiful 19 month old son Sebastian, and my wonderful husband Jerry. Life is good.

Thanks for writing this about my beautiful daughter, Yolanda!
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