Spoiler alert: Brittany runs the marathon. ..
I cried with her through her journey to get there. Through her struggle to make a life change and the resistance she met along the way. I knew how she felt going from the one who looked at the runners like they were insane to being the insane runner.
I knew exactly how she felt as the 'fat funny friend'. I am the one who has been one of the guys because I was not shaped right. I am not a size 2. Heck, I'm not even a 12. I felt her pain on a soul deep level. I have been skinny and I was absolutely treated differently than when I put my weight back on. The reality of that sucks. The good news is, true friends dont care. The good ones love you no matter what . But! That is a rant for another day.
I have experienced her stress of others not taking my running seriously. Her heartbreak at set backs. Her need to prove to the world that I ,and I alone ,am able to do this. The feeling of swallowing your pride and allowing others to help, in case you dont have all the answers.
I cried like a child in time out when she ran New York. I cheered every mile they showed. I cried at her support system showing up and screaming her to the end. I cried when they showed her foot going over that finish line. I cried knowing this wasn't just a fun movie, this Brittany person is real. She runs.
I want to, and I will, check 26.2 off my list. I want it checked in New York. I want it checked in Chicago. I want it checked in Boston. Spoiler alert #2: I will cry then too.
I am overweight, but that does NOT count me out. I am not on a weightloss journey. I am on an "Amanda is a runner" journey.
Tomorrow I plan to run 3 miles. In February I will run 9.3. In April I plan to run 13.1. By this time next year, I plan to be well on my way to 26.2.
Goal: 2021 NYC is mine.
"It's not about winning. It's about finishing" - Brittany Runs A Marathon
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