I couldn’t even run for two miles straight... "They Laughed When I Told Them I Was Going To Run A Marathon… Almost Seven Months Later I Had Lost 44 Pounds And I Finished My First Marathon…"

If anyone would have stepped up to me two and a half years ago to tell me I would become a Marathon Runner, improve my personal life in different area’s and lose over 44 Pounds, I would have never believed it.

At that time I was struggling with many things in my personal life. I was way too fat so I seriously needed to lose a lot of weight plus I had the feeling that I wasn’t succeeding in anything…

“I Wanted To Accomplish Something Big... But I Had No Clue What To Do…”

I used to hate going on a diet and my weight went up and down all the time ever since I was young. I was feeling tired almost all of the time so about 2,5 years ago I decided I desperately needed to change some major things in my life. I just wasn’t happy and things needed to change...

“I Decided to Run A Marathon…”

How and why did I decide to run a marathon? Was I crazy?

First, let me go back 2,5 years ago…

I was at my parents place for a visit. We were barbequing and enjoying some nice cold beers and a bunch of spare-ribs. My father had a lot to do with my decision to start training for a marathon

My father had been a sportsman since he was 29 years old. Before he reached that age he was kind of like me. He drank and ate a lot, didn’t feel fit and just didn’t succeed in anything.

On that day, my father told me sports had changed his life

He also told me how he got started. He couldn’t even run for one minute when he was 29 years old. This was kind of hard for me to understand because I have always known him as a sportsman. However, when he was 40 years old he finished his first triathlon (that’s 4 kilometres swimming, 180 kilometres cycle racing and 42 kilometres running… beat that!)

He had won a lot of prices before he reached that “milestone” and in my opinion he is still a big sportsman (He is 54 years old now)

His life became so much better after he started practicing sports. At the age of 29, my father was in the same situation as I was, the only difference was that he was a few years older.

“So If He Could Do It At That Time, Why Couldn’t I?”.....