12 Hours to 26.2

Kelly Roberts

It's the calm before the storm and the only word I can use to describe what I am feeling 12 hours before crossing the starting line of the Berlin Marathon is ELECTRIC. The more and more I meet runners of all different ages, backgrounds and walks of life, the more I realize that running is simply a universal language.

I was talking with a friend today, walking through the streets of Berlin after picking up our race bibs, and we were talking about the difference between running from something and running towards something. I said that I think they're the same thing and that it's just a glass half empty/half full type of perspective. Sometimes you need the hindsight and confidence of knowing how strong and resilient you are in order to be able to believe in yourself or muster the courage to go forward.

It's inevitable that tomorrow is going to be an emotional day for me. I'm in Europe for the first time in my life with my sister and without my brother. I'm 26 years old and sitting on the precipice of this crazy existence and it's going to be impossible not to spend 26.2 miles thinking about what has happened to my life. That is my favorite part about the marathon, often you feel like you're running towards something impossible but it's always simply one mile further.

My journey to Berlin has been anything but ordinary but one thing always stay the same, my love for the running community. When you're running a marathon, it's impossible not to find yourself totally and completely present, taking every single step in. It's a thrilling and terrifying feeling, and I'm honestly feeling so humbled and grateful to be here. Despite the nerves, I'm just really truly excited to take off and see what happens. Every single person who crosses the start line has sacrificed and invested themselves into this marathon and being a part of that is unforgettable. Whether you're running from something or towards something is irrelevant, we're all moving forward together.

I've always believed that nerves are a good thing because they are proof that you care. That you're invested and giving your attention to the task at hand. I'd be lying to you if I said I wasn't nervous about tomorrow. I'm petrified. But I'm ready and willing to just see what happens. You just have to take it one mile at a time.

Photo by Yehuda Swed courtesy of Adidas

Until tomorrow, #RunSelfieRepeat.

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Kelly Roberts

My name is Kelly Roberts and I am a 25 year old New York City resident. My story made headlines when I took selfies with hot guys “hottie hunting” my way through the NYC Half Marathon. My blog, www.RunSelfieRepeat.com is bursting with humor and personal stories that lend an insight into the world of running and lead you to believe that just about anyone, regardless of their fitness level, can and should fall in love with running. Though currently an avid runner, I never would have predicted I would run marathons. I was the kid who used to hide in the bushes or play dead to get out of running the mile in school. I HATED running. But running has given me a purpose. It’s shown me that I really am limitless. In the two years since I started running, I’ve run multiple half marathons, 10ks, and 5ks, and two full marathons. My mission is to inspire others to find the courage to say yes to themselves all the while making them laugh hysterically because laughing is the solution to everything.