This week is all about the mamas. The roll mamas. The role mamas. The mamas who raised us. The mamas we have become. So to celebrate the women in our lives who have lifted us up and given us so much — we want to give back too. So we’re paying it forward with a special challenge — The Miles To Roll Mama Challenge.
It’s complicated. My affair with running started when I was in sixth grade. As with any early life dating experience, it was awkward. Gangly limbs, suited up in Soffe Shorts and an oversized cotton tee, I took on the middle school mile in my Addidas All Stars. And I ran away from the one boy who was brave enough to compete with me. I crossed the line in 6:17, one second ahead of him. My first, little win and I was mildly intrigued.