10/05/2026
4 races. 4 states. 1 goal. 🏃♀️🇺🇸
I am now officially 4 states closer to my goal of completing a race in all 50 states by the time I turn 50 (or 364 days after), and I got to do it alongside one of my best friends.
I run for my sister. During her cancer journey, she was told to stop doing anything that risked breaking a bone. So, we made a goal together: a race in all 50 states by the time I turn 50, traveling together. She made it to one of my finish lines, and I will carry that moment with me forever. I run in her memory; every mile is for her. But if I were totally honest, I’m also running for myself, for the choice to keep living after grief.
This past week, Blakni and I met some incredible people with stories of their own. We laughed and dined at unique places. Our silver Toyota, which we named “Ginka,” carried us safely over 1,000 miles through rolling hills of cattle, fields of wheat and sunflowers, endless horizons, and even a few tourist attractions. Most of the towns we drove through or stopped in for the night were so small they took less than five minutes to drive through; if you blinked, you’d miss them.
I’ve never been part of a race group that is as supportive, celebratory, and friendly as those with Mainly Marathons. Some of the other race participants hold world records for how many races they ran in a year; one gentleman had open-heart surgery just four weeks ago; many had knee braces and other aches and pains, and yet they continued to walk or run. No one flaunted their medals or accolades; no pressure to PR or rush a finish. Thank you to the brothers who travel the country and organize the races in the most random, remote, and beautiful locations. I’ll see you in June for another string of states!
And to the friends who willingly choose to register and run with you because of crazy goals—thank you.