By Ross Forman
It’s hard
to believe the 5-year anniversary of running my first marathon – in Florence, Italy
– is only a few weeks away. The Sunday
after Thanksgiving 2007 was when this 26.2-mile running adventure started – wearing
relatively-new Brooks shoes and a bright yellow t-shirt supporting the National
AIDS Marathon Training Program, the endurance-training program that benefited
the AIDS Foundation of Chicago (AFC).
I smiled,
cried, grimaced and grinded along for hours to cover the distance and claim the
bling. Months earlier I never thought I
could or would cross the Finish Line after running 26.2 miles … I have now done
so 17 times.
And my 18th
marathon is only a few weeks away: the Honolulu Marathon is Sunday, Dec. 9, and
it will be the fifth consecutive year I have run this race. I will be wearing Brooks shoes, as always, and
still am supporting AFC’s endurance-training program, now known as the Team To
End AIDS (T2). I run in red for T2 and
also have been a T2 Coach for two years.
The annual
Bank of America Chicago Marathon in October was, as always, incredibly
memorable. Seeing the faces of the T2
runners before, during and after the marathon is priceless. Same for those post-run hugs with that “We
did it!” emotional grip. Running most of
the marathon with Jamie was so much fun; I am so proud of her awesome
finish. Seeing so many friends along the
route was so uplifting; am glad Ed was able to draw a smile out of me every
time he pointed his camera in my direction, regardless of how much pain I was
in at the time. Seeing my Dad twice
during the marathon was great.
The 2012
Chicago Marathon was, without question, the most emotional, tear-filled
marathon I have ever run. Thanks to
those who gave me a hug or simple word of encouragement that Sunday, including
Coach Jamie and the T2 runner from Washington
D.C., who I had never met and,
unfortunately, I don’t even remember his name.
Also in
October, I ran the annual Monster Dash Half Marathon (13.1 miles) in Chicago,
plus two 5K races (3.1 miles), one in Chicago on a runway at O’Hare
International Airport and the other through downtown Houston.
Running for
me has never really been about the finishing time of a race. But rather, just finishing. That said, my times have steadily dropped
over the years, on all race distances, and I’m very proud of that.
I have a long-standing
marathon time bet with Chuck that goes back to that Florence Marathon, and I
have to give him credit, he hands over that $1 the next time we see each other
if I win. I know Dell and Nick, my
running partners for Honolulu,
have a time goal for us – and I plan to push it, so we can all hit it
together. That would be really cool, so memorable. I also have a time-related bet around the Honolulu
Marathon with T2 runner Paul, who will be running Honolulu for the first time. We bet based on his finishing-time to cover
all 26.2 miles in Hawaii
– and the loser will donate $1 to AFC in support of the other.
I’m not
sure what path my marathon journal will lead in 2013, but I’m considering a
return trip overseas for the annual Tel Aviv Marathon in March, where I set my
Personal Record (PR) time the lone previous time I have run that race. Other than that, the calendar and the world
are open. Give me my shoes, I’m ready to
run …
Ross.
P.S. Congratulations,
Kelley, for running your portion of a Half Marathon a few weeks ago. And, Konesha, I am holding you to that 5K.
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