#TBT – Salty May, 2006

Get Excited! Salty Running has a new weekly feature! Inspired by those #tbt’s all over social media, we’re offering up our own Throwback Thursday posts. We’ll choose a running-related photo of ourselves from our archives and write a post all about it. I’m up first with this one from 2006:

My first 13.1, the 2006 Rite Aid Cleveland Half Marathon. My second (and last) husband, Mike.

The mid-aughts brought a lot of changes to my life. I graduated from law school, started a new job, bought a house, started running, got divorced, met my current (and last!) husband and then went to New York City for a year for one last hurrah in higher education at NYU Law. ย After I decided to go, but before I left, I started dating my now-husband, Mike who also happened to be a serious runner. I was just dabbling at the time, running 5-6 days a week with no purpose other than fitness and fun.

While I was there, Mike decided it would be a good year to try the New York City Marathon. He put in months of 100+ mile weeks and trained his butt off and I was so inspired as he raced through the city that I knew the time had come for me to give one a try. Mike agreed to help me get there. We decided I’d be best to first train for a half, so over my spring semester, I followed Mike’s training plan for me for the 2006 Cleveland Half Marathon. I did early weekend long runs up 5th Avenue to Central Park and around and around. I ran in the rain. I did track workouts in the East Village along the riverfront. I was completely alone in my running, but I never felt that way. During my runs I’d think about all the things I’d tell Mike about during our nightly phone call.

In early May, I was done with school forever and Mike came to New York to help me move back to Cleveland. Just 4 days later I lined up for my first half. I was so nervous. Based on my workouts, Mike thought 1:40 would be a good goal for me. It sounded crazy – 7:40 pace?! For 13 miles?! But I trusted him.

I raced like a complete noob. I chatted with everyone. I ran too fast in the middle. I freaked out around mile 10 and walked for a minute with a side stitch. But I rallied and finished with an amazing-to-me 1:38:48! In the photo, I had just finished and Mike and I were walking back to our car feeling very accomplished with ourselves.

I couldn’t walk right on my first day back at work, but it was so worth it. It was the day I became a competitive runner and I’ve never looked back!

Have you had a defining moment in your competitive running life?

Salty Running boss and mother of 3 little ones with PRs of 3:10:15 (26.2), 1:25:59 (13.1) and 18:15 (5k). I love to write about running culture, mental training, and fitting in a serious running habit with the rest of a busy life.

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  1. I loved reading about how you got into running. Talk about a speedster! Did it come naturally or was it something you had to work on?

    1. I was always the kind of kid who was on the faster side. I usually won the presidential fitness run around the school yard in elementary school and walked on to my high school track team and ran a 6:2x with virtually no training (unfortunately I didn’t realize I had to consistently train for months/years to get a lot better and more or less left my high school running feeling frustrated and gave up for 11 years!) When I finally started my adult running career I took it super slow and didn’t assume anything. I was out of shape, having spent the previous 5 years parked at my desk studying. I wanted running in my life for the long term. I celebrated every mile I wogged those first months. I ran 5-6 days/week for almost 2 years before my first half and I think that made a big difference. Once I started formally training I did 40-45 mpw, with 1 interval or tempo workout (intervals around 7:15 pace and tempos about 7:40) and a long run btw 12-16 miles and it was more than enough to make that first half a success. As with anyone, I have some talent, but in the end its the consistent work that takes you places ๐Ÿ™‚