My 2:47

This moment for me was such a culmination of hard work, perseverance, and love. I had been a college cross country and track athlete and continued that into road racing. I found success but noticed a decline in performance given my new life with a full time teaching job and other obstacles real life presents. I ran my first marathon in 2:48 at the age of 25 and struggled to find that time again. Through several injuries, I found it hard to believe I'd ever reach that mark again and it killed me to think that my best marathon was going to be my first. However I kept at it by rehabbing and getting out the door everyday. I stuck to a strict training regimen making sure if the right time ever came, I'd have a chance to PR. I found the conditions and course at Philly really suited me and was able to run a 2:47 the day after I turned 30. During the race I thought of all the work I had put in, the diligence in training and the love my wife supported me with.

And when us runners cross the line with all that in mind, all that work and dedication, it is an overwhelming moment. This is one of the greatest moments of my life and one I'll never forget.

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