Like most of us, I think the “like a girl” campaign is awesome. I run. I run like a girl. It’s awesome. My husband doesn’t run. Most people are surprised when my husband mentions my long runs. Then they ask if he runs too and he laughs and says no.

I’m the first to say that one of my favorite parts of running is picking out a race outfit. It’s fun. And I like it.

I wore this to run the marathon at Disney, complete with Maleficent horns. I had a great time with my girlfriends planning our race outfits. Men don’t know what they are missing.

I run in a skirt and men think that’s weird. Actually, some women think it’s weird too. I wear skirts for a few reasons. I think they look cute. They have tons of pockets and my butt is covered. My skirts are awesome. I also like pink sneakers. That doesn’t mean I only wear pink sneakers, it means I prefer pink sneakers. I also prefer to save $20 and get blue ones. That doesn’t make me more of a girl or less of a girl. It makes me a smart shopper.

At some point, we as people, need to stop putting things in gender categories. At some point, men need to realize that women are the ones who continue our species. Could you imagine if men got pregnant? Gained all of that weight, couldn’t drink for 9 months and then had surgery to remove a human being. OMG. They’d declare themselves heroes. Like a girl would mean something totally different.

I shouldn’t have to declare that I run like a girl. I should be able to shout from the rooftops that I am a marathon runner and that should be just as awesome as a man running a marathon too. Last time I checked, the marathon distance was the same for everyone. We all cross the same start line and the same finish line.

I’m a mom with 2 preschoolers. I work full time. I have a husband and I run. I run #LikeAGirl. And it’s important that my two daughters know that I can be their mom, have a job, have a husband and take care of myself. Do something for myself. I don’t just run for me, I run for them too.



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