She kept running in all different kinds of races and would ask me to run along with her. It was so easy to do. One summer, she convinced me to run a half marathon with her. I wasn't sure if I could go the distance. It was an incredible feeling when I ran passed mile nine, because at that point that was my farthest successful distance.
Every mile counts.
When I finished that race, I was hooked on running. I watched her run her second marathon, NYC Marathon, a couple years later and felt inspired once again. We decided to train together and run the New York marathon together the following year. I was anxious to get started and wanted to complete a marathon first by myself. I ran Boston in April 1994, and New York in November 1994 with Carrie.