What accomplishment are you most proud of?
Running the Boston Marathon in 2007.
I already wrote about the day here, and I just re-read the post and choked up remembering that day, especially in light of what happened in Boston this year. I didn’t grow up in MA, I went to my first marathon after college. I didn’t really get the fuss until then, and once I saw how energetic and awesome the city was, I wanted in on the fun.
Training was so, so hard. And so, so cold. It was often lonely too, but I was stubborn and just did it. All those hours running on snowy, cold streets really did pay off.
I know my time (4:55) wasn’t anything to write home about, and sometimes I’m a little embarrassed by it. But I know I shouldn’t be. Not many people can say they ran a marathon, let alone Boston. I’d love to do another, but I don’t know about a few things. I don’t know if I have it in me to train, and if I ran another marathon, I’d want to run a faster one. I’d also want to do Boston again, and I know I got lucky to get in the year I did, I don’t know if it would happen again. Especially now.
Still, I’m always proud when I tell people I ran Boston. I think it’s by far my greatest accomplishment.