My Running Evolution

This morning, while enjoying a quick 5k run along the Seattle waterfront I thought about why I run. Maybe it was all the Facebook and Instagram updates related to National Running Day that spurred the thought but it definitely made the run more enjoyable.

Running has evolved for me over the past seven years. In the beginning, I ran for weight loss. Then, in Philadelphia I ran because I was depressed and lonely. In New York City, running became a social activity and something I did to build friendships and develop a new passion with Bo. But, now, running more than anything is the way that I experience and see new cities and places. As Bo and I embark on this new adventure running will be one of the only stable things in my life. So while I may not qualify for Boston anytime soon and I may not achieve every goal that was on my list at the beginning of this year, I will continue to run everywhere I travel whether alone or with friends and loved ones by my side.

These Legs Run

So now, in addition, I wanted to share my running story with you guys especially for those who are newer readers.  This hasn’t been updated in a while so the current section has evolved a bit more but what I said in March of 2011 still holds true.

“Have I always been a runner?”

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Hell no! In fact, my passion and love of running only began 7 years ago. My relationship with running has evolved quite a bit from when it began.

The Beginning

On July 2nd, 2005 I walked into a Philadelphia Weight Watchers center desperate for a change. My size 14 shorts no longer fit, I had outgrown my favorite clothing store J.Crew, and I was perpetually the girl with the “great personality.” I was depressed, tired,  and finished with settling for being a “big girl.” Per my mom’s suggestion, I gave Weight Watchers a try. She insisted that it would be a safe, friendly area without the normal intimidation associated with idea of weight loss. I loved it! Within two weeks, I had lost my first 5 pounds and was learning about portion control and incorporating more fiber and protein into my diet. I was reading everything I could get my hands on ranging from books to health magazines.  But, then I hit a plateau and found that even two straight weeks of eating well weren’t helping the weight loss. My “coach” suggested I try running. I laughed at her and explained that I was the girl who avoided the mile run during elementary and middle school. I even avoided team sports in high school for fear that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with the other girls even though I loved volleyball and soccer in middle school. She challenged me to start walking and take it from there. That night, in an old Villanova dorm fitness center, I stepped on the treadmill for the first time. I started out slowly, setting the speed to 3.5 just trying to find my balance. After 20 minutes, sweat dripping down my face and body, I increased the speed. I remember bartering with myself. “If I can do 1 minute at 5.0, then I can stop.”

Success!  That night, I jogged for 1 minute and felt invincible. I had taken my first true steps towards finding an exercise that I would come to enjoy and love.

In the days that followed, I added one minute every evening. I kept track of my mileage and time in my Weight Watcher points diary each day until I realized that I was half way towards a 5k. Every summer, during college, my sorority sisters celebrated the end of the season with a lake weekend in Macon. Each year, I stood and cheered by the sidelines of the Macon Labor Day Road Race while they ran past. This year would be different. I kept my new found activity a surprise from everyone. By the last day of my summer internship and my final Philadelphia weigh in, I had lost 11 pounds and was able to jog, albeit at a 11:45 pace, a 5k on the treadmill. My friends and family couldn’t compliment me enough when I returned to Georgia. This positive energy, along with the fact that I was finally under 190 pounds, kept me yearning for more. By Labor Day weekend, I was able to finish the Macon Labor Day Road Race in 33:12!

Throughout the rest of my senior year, I lost 30 more pounds through careful eating and exercise. I ran three days a week throughout campus, normally logging 3-4 miles. I spent this time thinking, releasing stress, and thinking. Sometimes, I was able to convince another sorority sister, who was willing to jog at my pace, to join me for an evening run. It quickly became my favorite time of the week.

Middle

When I moved to Philadelphia on May 14th, 2006 I was excited for the future, but very aware that I was leaving a great deal behind. I left my friends, boyfriend (now husband Bo), family, and past in Georgia in order to start the next chapter in my life. I was pursuing my dream job, but I was miserable. I spent my time immersed in working out and cooking when I wasn’t working. Each morning, I woke up at 6am and logged 4 miles on the treadmill. Each night, I would return to the gym and bike or spend time on the elliptical. I wanted to be anywhere except in the loneliness of my apartment. During this same period of time, my best friend Amy, who had also started with P&G, convinced me that I could run further than 4 miles. She thought that training for races, virtually, would help me. It gave me something new to focus on and something fun to think about. We planned her visits around our Philadelphia races, often making a weekend out of the hour or two hour race. We were second class citizens at our first race, The 2006 Philadelphia Marathon’s 8k. Trust me, on a marathon weekend, the event planners do not think twice about those folks running their smallest race. But, for me, on that day I ran my first race with Amy and my furthest distance. I was immediately hooked on the endorphins I felt after a race and the energy I gained running a new distance. This confidence spread into my everyday work as well as my social life. Bo and my friends saw a new, happier and more confident Ashley while my co-workers quickly termed me “The Running Gal.”  Over the next few years, we conquered multiple mileage marks together including 5k, 8k, 5 miler, 10k, 10 miler, and eventually half marathons together. We planned for each race in the same way. We used Runner’s World to build a training schedule and would each train religiously, never missing a day and recapping our runs and training on email and phone. By the time I left Philadelphia, we had logged 10 races together spanning from Philadelphia to Charlotte, North Carolina.

Current

Since arriving in New York City, my relationship with running has evolved into a ritual. It is something that completes my day, providing me time to think, challenge myself, and spend time alone with treadmill or pavement. It has also taken me to places I never imagined. The New York Road Runners has allowed me to run a marathon, a feat I never thought possible. Moreover, I have been able to challenge myself by running multiple races across the city and multiple boroughs.

The 38 races I’ve run since moving to New York City have been run in a different mindset though. For the past few years, I’ve been trying to get better. I’ve been reaching for lower splits and longer distances, while dealing with more daily stress than ever before. I grew aggravated with my body’; upset that my long legs couldn’t outpace the shorter female runners. It wasn’t until after I missed my New York Marathon goal by 4 minutes did I start to truly evaluate my running routine. I spent an hour reviewing posts, searching through Athlinks for all my old race times, and studying my routine eventually, I started working with Gia, my lovely friend and running coach.

I realized that I had not varied my training during my four years of running. Sure, I had added miles to one run a week in order to reach my marathon distance. Why did I think I would see a change in my body, results, or endurance if I didn’t alter my training. In essence, I had been bringing all the stagnant results upon myself. I spent my Christmas break researching speed training, listening to podcasts about endurance training and fueling, and testing my body. I tried varying my normal runs to see how my legs, lungs, and body felt afterwards. I found that this change reignited my passion for running. Finally, after years of the same movements, I felt something different. I felt the feeling of true breathlessness for the first time, I felt my hip flexors as I completed strides, and I found solace in running alone again. No longer did I need the companionship to finish a long run. I could lace up my shoes, throw on my Garmin, and head towards the park knowing that my legs would take me somewhere I’d never been before because every run, should be different than the last.

If you’re a reader who needs help getting started, please always feel free to reach out to me. As you can tell from this post, I was there once too. It can be intimidating to start, especially at a gym, but once you start you’ll never stop!

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16 Comments

  1. Lauren June 5, 2013 / 3:36 pm

    Awesome post! Your running story is inspiring. I ran my first race (a 5K) about a year and a half ago and am starting training for my first marathon in a couple weeks. I am scared I won’t be able to do it, but this encourages me that anything is possible!

  2. Heather (Where's the Beach) June 5, 2013 / 3:37 pm

    I loved reading about your evolution. I was not always a runner either and initially hated it. It was only for exercise. I remember the first time I ran a mile straight. Biggest victory ever!

  3. Becky June 5, 2013 / 4:10 pm

    Thank you for this post! It resonates with me as it sounds similar to my own running journey. I started running regularly in 2009, and had run very intermittently before this. For a couple of years I ran 5k and 10k races and up to 5 miles on my own, but never pushed further or attained more than a 10 minute mile. This year I finally decided that I wanted to get faster and continue to be as proud of myself as I was when I first started running! I now incorporate strength training, follow training plans and last week ran a 55.39 10k! Thank you for continuing to be an inspiration Ashley!

  4. Colorado Gal June 5, 2013 / 4:27 pm

    Loved reading this post because you’re right– everyone has been through the evolution, so we’ve all been there at one point!

  5. Katie June 5, 2013 / 5:05 pm

    I wish I had gotten my weight more under control in college, but at least I’m working on it now! I think you are absolutely gorgeous and hope running helps me keep everything in perspective, you are very inspiring!!

  6. emily:2:design:cents June 5, 2013 / 8:19 pm

    What a great post, I love how you told your story and how running was a game changer for you. Exercise can change so much for the better:)

  7. Kate June 6, 2013 / 1:15 am

    Thanks for sharing your story. For some reason I always assumed that people who love running have done so since they were kids. You are living proof that you can achieve anything if you put your mind to it.

  8. Sarah @ Blonde Bostonian June 6, 2013 / 1:17 pm

    My running evolution is very similar. Thank you for sharing your story, Ashley! I find that no matter what life throws you, running is that one constant friend that is always there.

  9. Michelle June 6, 2013 / 2:36 pm

    I love this post! Very motivating!
    Also, random question, but what shoes are you wearing in the picture at the top of the page? Not sure if that’s an old picture or new one.

    • caryn June 10, 2013 / 7:02 pm

      I was wondering that same thing!!

      • ashleyd June 10, 2013 / 9:46 pm

        They are the new Under Armor Skulpt shoes.

    • ashleyd June 10, 2013 / 9:45 pm

      They are the new Under Armor Skulpt shoes.

  10. Larkin June 6, 2013 / 5:25 pm

    Hi Ashley! This post is one that I can really relate to and it gives me hope for the future of my running. I started running after college to lose weight, but I’ve gained some of it back recently because I broke my foot (from running) and wasn’t able to work out for a few months.

    It would be awesome at some point if you could do a post on some more of the specifics on how you mixed up your running to get better results. I got faster at the end of last year, after completing my first marathon in October. I was running with folks who were faster than I am, and I felt like I was getting stronger and better. But with my broken foot, I’m back to like 11/12 min/mile and it’s really disheartening. Plus having gained weight, I just feel kind of down about getting back to where I was. I’m training for fall marathons (2) but am worried that my times will be super slow.

    Any advice you have for changing up your running or getting back up to where you used to be would be most helpful. I love your blog and hope that at some point in the future I can achieve my weight loss goals and get faster too!

  11. Katie @ Live Half Full June 7, 2013 / 3:38 am

    I remember finishing my first 5k and I swear, it was just as satisfying as finishing my first marathon. Right now, I’m injured and I’m realizing just how much I miss it!

    • ashleyd June 7, 2013 / 7:38 pm

      Sorry to hear you’re injured Katie!!

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