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Training for My First Marathon (With My Dad!)

My Dad & I in Prague!
My Dad & I in Prague!

I’ve always been a daddy’s girl – we share the same love for travel, reading, history, adventures and fitness. As I’ve gotten older and past the teenage-angst years, we’ve only gotten closer. About a year ago when an aunt of mine commented on how obsessed I am to health & fitness, I simply responded: “I’m my father’s daughter.” And we all laughed, because it was so true.

My dad’s in his early fifties now, but he’s still the superhero he was when I was growing up. He’s a marine. He’s a pilot. He’s always doing races and yoga and sprint triathlons, even a few months after a major shoulder surgery. I call him one day, he’s running eight miles; another day, he picks up the phone poolside in Belize. I want to shake him and tell him: Dad. I want your life.

My plane-flying, yoga-loving marine dad had the brilliant idea that we should do a marathon together. SInce I was heartbroken after breaking my toe a few weeks out from what would’ve been my first 26.2 last year, why not tackle that beast together? And if we’re signing up for a marathon, why not sign up for one of the most popular, most marine-est of marathons around with a time limit of 6:30?!


We’re training for the Marine Corps Marathon in Washington, D.C. at the end of October. While my Dad is an ocean away in California, I’m stoked that we get to train together. I’m also really concerned he might totally kick my ass, since he’s already been training for months and I’m just starting now.

I am so blessed do be doing this with my dad!!! We took our first trip to Europe (and Paris!) together, and he’s truly taught me how to maintain health and fitness into adulthood. I am so my father’s daughter – and I couldn’t be prouder to be just that 🙂


Aloha and welcome! I'm a small business owner, athlete, and mom-to-be in Honolulu, Hawaii, seeking to live the kindest and most compassionate life I can. From plant-based recipes to low-waste beauty to business lessons to travel, this blog is all things real life.

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