Getting Motivated

NON RUNNERS START HERE (IF YOU’RE A RUNNER DO NOT READ THIS. SKIP DOWN):

If you’re not a runner than you can relate to that annoying feeling you get when runners talk incessantly about running. They talk about their long runs (impressive but stop talking), their short runs (you roll your eyes), their hill training (fascinating), how far they went (see long runs), how far they should have gone (you're thinking STOP TALKING), how they missed a run and can’t forgive themselves (get over it), how they chafe (EW!), how their toenails are falling off (EVEN GROSSER!), what they ate for breakfast before their run (why is this relevant), how they can’t go out drinking because they have to go run in the morning (worst excuse ever), what type of GU they prefer (WTF IS GU?), how they hydrate (LIKE YOU CARE), how they are training for Boston and bla bla bla. You’ve heard it all. You roll your eyes, pat their back and change the subject.

RUNNERS START HERE (NON RUNNERS DON’T READ THIS!):

Have you ever found yourself talking to anyone and anything about running? The local woman on a bench in the park, the grocery store clerk, your friend’s baby, your grandparents, your son &/or daughter’s teacher &/or teacher’s aide, your local congressman, your significant other, your friends, your cat, your friend’s cat, or even the local trees in the park? You talk about your long runs, your short runs, your hill training, how far you run, how short you run, how far you should have run, how you missed a run and can’t forgive yourself, how you chafe, how your toenail’s are falling off, what you eat for breakfast before your run, how you can’t go drinking because you have to go run in the morning, how your training for Boston? It’s life consuming. I almost wish I wore a nametag that said “ask me about running” so I had an excuse to be like “what, you asked.”

(RUNNERS & NON RUNNERS WE’RE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN!)

There’s a joke “How do you know if someone has run a marathon? Don’t worry they’ll tell you.” Couldn’t be truer. I mean look at me, I made Run, Selfie, Repeat just so I can talk about the fact that I once ran a marathon. (By the way, did I tell you that I ran a marathon. I know please don’t think of me any differently. What’s that, you’ve run 10 marathons? See, I told you a runner will tell you they ran a marathon.) I can be so annoying and relentless that a vast majority of my friends are now runners due to the “if you can’t beat em, join em” mentality. But how does one become a runner or when are you qualified to say you’re a runner? Because when I started running (and again, I mean walking-I would run for 2 minutes every 10 minutes) the thought that I would run a marathon seven months later seemed as realistic as traveling to the moon. I HATED running. Spending 30 minutes to 4 hours running? Not for me. Give up having a beer when I was out with friends? Get out of town. And yet, here we are.

Denying the joy of Netflix after an 8/10/12/14 hour workday to go run isn't always the fun choice. Or getting up early to run when all you want to do is sleep for another hour. And then you have runners who are parents? I can’t even! You people are gods. It's a hard conversation you have to have with yourself. I had that conversation with myself yesterday.  I got off the subway and thought,

Bad Conscience: “I really don’t want to run; I really want to get in bed and watch Scandal.” And then,

Good Conscience: “no girl, you didn’t run yesterday.”

Bad Conscience “But I don’t want to! I’ll do a distance run tomorrow.”

Good Conscience “Get it together! Get that spandex on your body RIGHT NOW YOUNG LADY! NO EXCUSES OR NO SCANDAL FOR A WEEK.”

And so I went. And it was cold. And I hated the first mile. But it was over as soon as it started and I'm glad I did it. I'm always glad I did it. But sometimes getting yourself out the door is an achievement. Like they say, even a 30 minute run is better than no run at all.

Deciding to run a 5k, a 10k, a half marathon, a marathon, or a triathlon is a commitment. And it’s not easy. But training is equal parts fun to hard work. You get to go outside, escape from emails and the world to be alone. You can daydream or meditate. You can escape your significant other or children. You can dance to your music while you wait for traffic lights or find attractive men and take extremely creepy pictures with them. You finally have an excuse to tell your friends, “I can’t come to that thing I don’t really want to go to anyways. Sorry I have to run.” The world is your oyster.

But I can promise you this, being able to put a 26.2 sticker on your car or being able to tell people I ran a half marathon is magic. All the hard work pays off. Some runs are going to be better than others. It literally is a matter of figuring out what gets you out the door, what it means to you, what’s at stake and what are you willing to do to make it happen. Because I can tell you, there’s nothing better than race day. And of course-there are supposedly health benefits. But don’t quote me on that, I’m not a doctor.    

So why did you start running? How do you motivate yourself to keep going? Send me your stories RunSelfieRepeat@gmail.com

Happy trails my friends! IT’S ALMOST THE WEEKEND.

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Kelly Roberts

It all started when a silly joke made headlines back in 2014 when I took selfies with hot guys “hottie hunting” my way through the New York City Half Marathon. But ironically enough, I haven't always been a runner. As the self-proclaimed former President of the "I f*cking hate running club", I spent most of my life finding ways to avoid physical activity. Growing up, I missed over 70 days of PE my senior year. Working out was something I thought I had to suffer through in order to lose weight. 

Then, in 2009, my younger brother passed away unexpectedly and struggling to manage my grief, I gained more than 75 pounds. With the weight gain came a new fight to regain my sense of self and learn to love the body I saw when I looked in the mirror. Then one Thanksgiving morning, drowning in grief and self doubt, I decided to go for a run. I didn't make it half way down my street before I had to stop to walk but for some reason, struggling forward made more sense than getting back into bed. It turns out that running is a lot like grief, neither ever really get easier, you just get stronger. 

Over time, I realized that while some people are in fact born runners, others are made. I created this blog Run, Selfie, Repeat and my new podcast by the same name with the hopes to inspire others to say yes to themselves while making them laugh hysterically because laughing, in my opinion, is the solution to everything. 

Named by Women's Running as one of twenty women who are changing the sport of running and by Competitor Magazine as one of 12 Influential and inspiring runners under 30, my mission is to inspire others to get embrace a healthy lifestyle and pursue the strongest version of themselves possible.