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Start again. And again.

Gwen smiling in sunglasses and a running vest, arm outstretched to take the photo, against a plain peach background.

I ran track as a teenager, and I was good at it. Then I stopped — really stopped — for 27 years.

Between 35 and 47, I tried to start running again more times than I want to admit. It never worked. It hurt everywhere, I tried to keep up with people who were faster than me, and I’d quit — discouraged, and honestly a little disgusted with myself.

At 47, it finally stuck. I had a trail race on the calendar, I hired a coach, and I was going through a big life change that made me want to get out of my head and back into my body — all while solo parenting three kids and working full-time. Running became less about performance and more about coming home to myself.

I’m a data person, so I started tracking everything and turning it into real training knowledge. Then colleagues noticed me sneaking out for lunchtime runs and asked to join. Every single one said some version of “I’d love to, but I’m too slow.” I said the exact same thing at 35. So I built the run around them instead of the other way around — and they were thrilled.

That’s when I realized: there’s a lot of noise around running, and almost none of it is built for amateur, midlife women with real, busy lives. So I’m building that. I’m currently training toward my UESCA running coach certification — not there yet, and documenting the whole messy process honestly as I go.

For the record: I’ve run as far as a 50km mountain trail, and I’m chasing a marathon and a national ranking in my age group by 55. Those are my goals, not the entry fee. You don’t need any of it to belong here. You just need to be willing to start again. And again.

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