A little over a month ago, I had planned to run the Bronx Zoo Run for the Wild 5k. While this would have been another small race, that tends to be more of a family fun run than an actual race, it would have been the tenth anniversary of my first race – also the Bronx Zoo Run for the Wild 5k.
When I started running, it was an idle hobby. I had been working from home as an independent contractor and wanted a way to get outside in the middle of the work day to get a break from spending all my time in the same four walls. It was at a fateful brunch where my friends challenged each other to run a 5k at the Bronx Zoo, and little did I know where it would lead.
When I started running, my original goal was to run a 5k. After completing it, my goals escalated. Run a half marathon. Run a marathon. And once I was running marathons, I wanted to run different courses, and I began to start on the marathon majors. The biggest marathon (not by number of runners) – and hardest to get into – is the Boston Marathon. On April 17, I set out to run through Massachusetts on my fifth marathon major.