My dad and I ran our very first marathon (26.2 miles!) together in 1982. I was 17 years old, and he and I trained for several months before running the Dallas Whiterock Marathon. Training was a fantastic bonding experience for us, as we shared many, many miles together of sore muscles, challenging weather, but also some laughs as we attempted something that seemed nearly impossible at the time. We both finished the race well under 4 hours and went on to run it a second time around the following year. I'm now older than he was when he ran his first marathon, and I'm still running. He made a big impact on my desire to stay in good shape as I age.
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My dad and I ran our very first marathon (26.2 miles!) together in 1982. I was 17 years old, and he and I trained for several months before running the Dallas Whiterock Marathon. Training was a fantastic bonding experience for us, as we shared many, many miles together of sore muscles, challenging weather, but also some laughs as we attempted something that seemed nearly impossible at the time. We both finished the race well under 4 hours and went on to run it a second time around the following year. I'm now older than he was when he ran his first marathon, and I'm still running. He made a big impact on my desire to stay in good shape as I age.
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