Lesson #1 that running has taught me-Having someone believe in you makes all the difference

My marathon journey started one day last August. I was running my second one mile run of my adult life. (I think it took 17 minutes.) I started thinking about how amazing it would be if I could run the Chicago Marathon. It would be like I could do the impossible. The closer I got to the end of the mile the better it started sounding.
When I walked into the house after that run I blurted to my wife, “I am going to run the Chicago Marathon!” When I said it I wished I could take it back. What a silly thing to think and say. The month before, I struggled to run a 1/8 of mile. I could only run one mile and that was a struggle. Plus I weighed 210 pounds. My wife silenced all that doubt that I had in me when she said, “We should get you new running shoes.”
I am grateful beyond any words for her support and belief in me.