The Lost BAES of the 2015 TCS NYC Marathon

Running a marathon is hard but running a marathon, finding foxy men and not falling flat on your face while you live Instagraming and running a personal best during the TCS NYC Marathon is a tiny bit harder. It happens every year, so many selfies get taken and so few make it to the Instagram but what was once lost is now found! I give to you the lost BAES of the TCS NYC Marathon--

The Nervous BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Calm Before The Storm BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

The Smiles For Miles BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

A Trio of BAES.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Flash BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Tailwind BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Just A Kid From Jersey BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Game Face BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Blurry BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

It's Too Early In The Marathon To Be Making That Face BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Backwards Hat BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

The Force Is Strong With This BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Swedish Fish BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Kelly Sandwich BAES.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

BAE and the city.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Hydration BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

The King Of The BAES, MIKE RICCARDI!

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Foggy BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Post Race Texting BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

Post Race Poncho BAE.

#BaesOfTheNYCMarathon

So many BAES, so little time! Until next year NYC Marathon, #RunSelfieRepeat.

1 Comment

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.