I first tried running in college, but I didn’t think it was all that great.  My sole motivation was weight management – vanity, really – and after a year or so, I stopped.  Twelve years later, a friend who had just run her first marathon told me she thought I’d love running and suggested I train for a marathon.  I thought she was nuts.  I asked her how far her marathon was, as if each one was a different distance.  But, the following week, I tried running again, learned every marathon is 26.2 miles, and fell in love with a new passion.  Now, eight years and eleven marathons later, I’m deeply grateful.  I sometimes wonder why I wasn’t drawn to the sport earlier.  Why…