Dear Half Ass,

The last of the gray snow piles are melting. The days are getting longer, the birds are once again becoming a familiar background noise. Around you everyone’s minds are turning to baseball season, flip flop weather, garden planning. And while these things are on your mind too there’s something else that these chilly spring evenings remind you of. Something even better.

It’s now been three years. Three years since that night you sucked in your breath (and your gut), wiped your sweaty palms, and walked through that door. Three years since you finally admitted that you wanted help, to change, a different lifestyle. In some way the memories of those days seem blurry- it’s hard to imagine life without sweat, burpees, long runs and sore muscles. But sometimes you remember every single detail of how truly hard those days were.


It’s been an incredible journey to watch – highs and lows, weight losses and gains. Training cycles, My Fitness Pal, bedtime stories, egg muffins.  I sat back and winced as you struggled through your first mile, watched your face beam as you ran a 5K without stopping, saw you cross the finish line of your first half marathon. I saw you learn how to swim, become a triathlete. Watched your strength and confidence change as your body did. I saw the satisfaction in your face when your jeans slid down your waist, caught you discovering muscles in places you never knew existed. I cheered at the finish line as you cruised into PRs, and comforted you as you learned that not every race goes as planned. I watched you form the most incredible bonds with people you never expected to have anything in common with. At first you were nervous to trust them but you quickly learned how much they cared about you, how much they just want to see you succeed.



It’s hard to believe that three years ago you stood in Kenmore Square, in your tight fitting size 14 shorts, wondering why anyone in their right mind would ever run 26.2 miles … FOR FUN. It’s even harder to believe that in just 16 days you will join thousands of other athletes (which by the way, you are now too!) at the start line in Hopkinton. You will stand there knowing that you have trained just as long and just as hard as everyone else to run the greatest race in the world. You have changed your body, your lifestyle, your mind, all for this. You will make that epic trek from Hopkinton to Boylston Street. And when you cross that finish line you will have proved that you truly can do anything if you set your mind to it.


People like to joke about how you continue to celebrate this day, but you and I both know how important it is to you. Important that you celebrate, that you remember the journey it took to get to this place, and that it doesn’t stop here. I know I’m quick to judge you – to nag you that you run too slow or that your thighs are too big – but the truth is that I couldn’t be more proud of you. I don’t tell you that nearly enough.


The sky is the limit girlfriend. Happy Anniversary.


Bad Ass

Year One | Year Two


About Kathleen

When your legs get tired run with your heart.

Posted on April 4, 2015, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Holy cow! What a journey! What incredible progress you have made. Kudos to you! Enjoy Boston cause you deserve this to be at that prestigious race! Get it girl!

  2. Amazing!!! Thank you for sharing your story, and I look forward to hearing about your continued badassery 😉

  3. Congrats, and here’s to the next three!

  4. Awesome. So happy for you!

  5. Mary Anne Madruga

    Congratulations and Happy Anniversary! ! !

    We do not know each other but I’ve been following your posts. I am inspired by you 🙂 I’m new to running this last year and am finishing a weight loss journey I began in 2004 in which I maintained apx 30lb weight loss for last 11 years. This is my year to finish the journey/race for the last 30lbs.

    I think you are amazing and awesome for all that you’ve accomplished and that you will run the most prestigious race ever, the Boston marathon. I’ve only run a half and like you used to think could never imagine running 26.2 for fun. Wow, 26.2 miles! You go girl!! Know you have people like me, who you have never met, that you inspire who are rooting for you.

    Thank you for sharing your journey.

    Mary Anne San Diego, CA

    Sent from my iPad


    • Hi Mary Anne, your sweet words made me tear up – you have no idea what that means to me. Thank you so much and CONGRATS to you as well. You’ve done amazing work 🙂

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