I am an avid runner, logging approximately 12-15 miles most weeks. Yet, I’ve never run a marathon, let alone THE marathon – as in the New York City/ING Marathon. But each year, you can find me on the sidelines in Brooklyn cheering on the runners. I get so excited for them, inspired by the discipline and dedication I know it takes (took) for them to reach this point, and am awestruck by those running with a physical impairment.
By the time the runners reach me, they are about one-third through the 26.2 mile race. Some people are running with ease, while others show visible signs of needing a little boost. And the Brooklyn onlookers certainly don’t fail them there! -;o)
As I reflect on this year’s race, I can’t help but think about the role of cheerleaders in our lives – personally and professionally. They are absolutely invaluable and indispensable! (Continue Reading…)
The only time I think about running 26.2 miles is when I’m standing on the sideline watching the runners in the world’s largest marathon. This is rather ironic considering that I am a runner, too, and log more than 50 miles each month running outside all year long.
Yet this year, as in years past, I was once more one of the millions of onlookers cheering on the runners in the NYC Marathon. As always, it was exhilarating especially given the spectacular weather. With the throngs of enthusiastic runners coupled with the just as jubilant spectators, it’s hard not to get swept away by the momentum and euphoria. So much so that I temporarily forgot (again) that running a marathon is not the same as training for one. Read more