They love you because they have no choice.... Family!

This is my family with me right after Boston. Yeah we are a good looking group minus that weirdo with the medal:). Christmas eve 2013 my world changed big time. I received my number for Boston. Like most families, we have a family party on 12/24. That night I told everyone I got the number and it was the first time I realized it was a big deal. I had not told any family members that I had even applied. When they found out it was the topic that night. The thing I learned real quick was a great support system from your family can help you go the extra mile.
My family has been there every step of the way. I know when things have got me down I can always lean on them for support. For the first few months of my training I was receiving a lot of flack from others. My family reminded me that I could do this and not to give up. They were so excited for me and many showed up on Patriot's day to cheer me on. They also took that lovely shot of my victory smoke. To have them there that day was amazing. They have had my back for so long and still do.
Whether it's your significant other, best friend or family support is a need. Training can chew you up and spit you out! It mentally pushes you to places you might not want to visit. When I ran the really messed up half in northern mass. my parents took care of me when I was dehydrated, sick and slightly delirious. That's the power of family!
Through crazy injuries, running hundreds of miles and some crazy diet you always need a back up. NYC is so close I can feel it! My parents are going to be there at the finish line cheering me on again. The nerves, the excitement and the outfit changes are here! 5 boroughs here I come!