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An Open Letter to Jeff Galloway

Dear Jeff,

I am writing you today to tell you thank you for developing the run/walk method.

I started running in 2009 and have been plagued with injuries.  Last April I ran my first marathon.  Fearful of another stress fracture, I thought the Jeff Galloway method would be the only way I could get to the start, and finish line, uninjured.  And, although I had some IT band issues while training, I was able to complete my first marathon with no injuries other than being sore.

But, this year, I knew better.  You see, even though I used your method to complete my first marathon, I still, secretly thought it was a bit wimpy.  I felt wimpy for having to take regularly scheduled walk breaks.  Yes, I got through the marathon and still felt great at the end.  I was not alone. There were MANY runners that day that were using the run/walk method.  But, I secretly felt that to be a real marathoner, I needed to run every minute of the marathon.

Now, I am 23 days away from the my second marathon.  I spent most of the weeks training for this marathon running EVERY step.  I refused to run/walk.  And you know what? I was miserable.  Several weeks ago I ran a 16 mile long run and I struggled at the end.  I wanted to give up.  I was miserable. I was going slower with each passing mile.  I was miserable. And I was sore. Did I mention I was miserable????

But, the following week, I got to the morning of my long run and I decided to go back to the your run/walk method.  I ran 4:30/walked 0:30 and I got to the end of the run and I felt great!  My legs felt great the whole time.  And I ran that run faster than my previous long run.  Most importantly, I ENJOYED the whole run.  Since that day I have been using your run/walk method on all of my long runs and my confidence has come back. I feel ready to tackle the marathon again.  And I do not feel like it is so wimpy to run/walk anymore.  I have accepted that this is what my body needs to preform at its best.  And, at the end of the marathon day, I will still have traversed 26.2 miles . . . . and probably faster than if I had tried to run every step.

So, Mr Galloway, thank you for your wisdom. Thank you for the run/walk method.  And thank you for helping me to become a happy marathoner!

Sincerely,
Katie

Comments

  1. I too am thankful for the run/walk method! As I creep into longer distances it's really the only way for me to push through those very trying miles! Good for you!

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  2. I love me some Jeff Galloway :) the difference in the way you feel after the run/walk versus a straight run is amazing. The hardest part is getting over yourself and those thoughts that you don't quite measure up if you don't actually run the entire distance. I still struggle with the mental side of it worrying too much about what people think instead of just doing my thing.

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  3. Wow - I LOVE THIS! While I am still just at the walking phase of the run/walk method (hahahahaha!) I like the thought of gently, someday, maybe...working up to combining with a bit of running. I thought of you this weekend when I walked for about 5 miles...I knew at some point you'd be doing a long run, and that thought helped inspire me to keep going!

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  4. I used this method for both marathons and loved it! It also helps mentally to break down the race. I usually run a mile and walk a minute, this way I can walk all water station, which also helps to fuel better :)

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  5. This is a great post, and if I ever run a marathon, I'm sure it will be the way to go.

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