Every Single Mistake I Made Before My First Marathon

Getting ready to run your first marathon? You're probably sh*tting your pants right now. It's terrifying! The amount of things that could possibly go wrong seem endless! You doubt that you're ready. And you probably did everything wrong. 

I have good news. I did everything wrong and not only did I survive, but crossing that finish line changed my life. 

Here's the way I see it, nothing can really prepare you mentally for what it's like to run 26.2 miles. Yes, there are things you can do during your training to get you as close to ready as possible but come race day, all bets are off. I was wildly underprepared and if I could go back in time, I would 100% do things differently, but my goal wasn't to run an impressive time. I needed to survive a marathon so that I could feel proud of myself and see that because I didn't believe in myself, I was holding myself back.

For some of us, the marathon isn't about the PR, it's about making impossible, impossible. Nothing will alleviate the fear that you're experiencing but just trust that if you take it one step at a time, you will make it to the finish line. Believe in yourself and trust that if you want it badly enough and if you're willing to work for it, it will happen. Give yourself permission to take walking breaks and stay focused on the mile you're in. And most importantly, have fun.

Until next time, #RunSelfieRepeat.

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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.