I started my run journey in 2006 after I moved to Denver. Upon moving to Denver in 2004, I learned my new city by eating and drinking my way through it. With that, I packed on the pounds. Then one day, I decided that the extra weight was no longer welcome so I had a long talk with a runner co-worker. In that conversation, I told her of a promise I made to my dad: one day, I would run a marathon just as he had done. So, being the Daddy's girl I am, I set out to keep my promise. So 2006, I ran my first half marathon, and in 2009, I ran my first marathon. My dad is my inspiration to get to every start line.

2018 Boston Marathon was my first Boston. I am grateful for the lessons learned during that epic event. I know that I am a better runner, and a better person because of the experience. I am looking forward to running my second on April 18, 2022. It is a blessing to be in the number of Black runners who have run the Boston Marathon.

Running is my peace. I have always thought that, but it was cemented during the shutdown/start of the pandemic. I get excited to attend races not only to run but to cheer/support others and volunteer. It makes my heart smile to see runners cross the finish line as they achieve their goals.

Every run, I remind myself of my why(s) and press forward. There are days when negative outside sources and thoughts try to creep in, but no one knows YOUR running ministry better than you. Though we all may have different goals/timelines, we should strive to encourage one another. I remember in the 2018 Boston Marathon, a young, Black female volunteer told me, "Thank you for doing this for the culture," and she motivated me beyond measure.

I am excited to share the start line with all of you in April. Looking forward to seeing old friends and meeting new ones. Peace, blessings, and happy training.