The Bronx 10 Miler

My makeshift eye mask on the train. I am a very cute traveler.

I almost dropped out of the Bronx 10 Miler this past Sunday. I went on an AMAZING road trip with my family down to Baltimore and DC this weekend and Saturday night I hopped on a train around 10:10pm. When I booked my ticket I just assumed I would sleep a few hours on the train. Not so much, I had the pleasure of sitting next to the world's most talkative man. I tried everything but he just would not leave me alone. Then I didn't get back into the city until 2 am and after 10 minutes waiting on a subway platform and then another 20 minutes trying to find a cab (Always wait for the subway) I didn't get into bed until 3 am. I almost cried when my alarm went off at 6am. I sat up, said to myself, "NOPE NOT HAPPENING," and laid down to go back to bed. Luckily this wasn't my first rodeo and I had set 3 alarms all 3 minutes apart. After the third alarm I decided I needed to at least show up.

I begrudgingly put on my running clothes, stopped to grab a bagel and a coffee, and then jogged towards the train. Once I got to the Bronx I almost turned around to go home 5 different times. I was exhausted, I didn't feel good, I wanted to be in bed, and I was really worried about my knee. Just trying to jog to the train was difficult. I was convinced I was going to have to quit around mile 3. I got in my holding coral and before I could convince myself it was a bad idea, we were off.

One mile turned into two miles and somewhere between miles 3 and 4 my knee mellowed out. It was a miracle! I had SO much fun during The Bronx 10 Miler. There so many runners! I will be completely honest with you, I didn't have a care in the world about how I did. I had no goal time and all I really wanted to do was finish. Here is a big lesson I learned on Sunday: sometimes you just have to have fun.

It's so easy to become consumed with the pursuit of a personal best or just going 100% every single race. I've spent the last few months working my butt off for the NYC Marathon. This was a beautiful reminder why I put myself and my body through the madness in the first place. Running makes me incredibly happy. Instead of focusing on my pace, I looked up. I enjoyed seeing the Bronx for the first time. I enjoyed watching people run together. I took my sweet time and I had a BLAST taking selfies and coming up with silly captions. I love getting lost in a run and that is exactly what I did. I didn't worry about how far I had gone or how far I had to go. I didn't worry about running "a smart" race. I stopped worrying about my knee and I just ran. It was a breath of fresh air and I am SO glad I didn't quit. Sometimes you just to have to do it for you. So without further ado, here is The Bronx 10 Miler:

"I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block. Welcome to the #bronx10miler. (My knee is killing me. I may need a foxy man to carry me through this one...)"

"Time isn't the only thing being checked out"

"In the words of Rihanna, shine bright like a diamond"

Bad boys bad boys. What you gonna do.

And there were videos! The way the course was set up we ran one way, did a fun roundabout and turned around. I wasn't even halfway when the front runners came flying by. SO IMPRESSIVE! They are SO fast!

"It's the eye of the tiger"

"Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this- Kelly Clarkson"

"So I threw my hands up -Miley Cyrus"

How CUTE are these running shirts?!?!?!

I finally got to meet up with some of my teammates at Team for Kids! Team for Kids is the New York Road Runner's charity and who I am running the NYC Marathon with! I have a hard time making it to team practices because of work but it's nice to meet up at races.

We are five weeks away from the Marathon (can you believe it?)! I have a bunch of miles to log in the next few weeks and I just can't wait to run. My new approach is to make this last stretch as much fun as humanly possible. For me, the best part about running a marathon is the months of training. It's been really great pushing myself and working really hard but at this point I am going to start focusing on enjoying every second. I just can't believe I will be running the New York City Marathon in 5 weeks. It was only two years ago that I couldn't run more than a mile. I can't believe I am a runner. Sometimes I have to pinch myself because it doesn't feel real. It's a pretty amazing feeling. Until tomorrow friends, #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.