Happy Global Running Day: 12 Years, Thousands of Miles, and Still Chasing What's Possible
Happy Global Running Day: 12 Years, Thousands of Miles, and Still Chasing What's Possible
Since 2013, running has been one of the most consistent threads in my life. It started as a simple pursuit at Jordan High School—two years of workouts, races, and dreaming big with my teammates and getting coached by a dear friend, Coach Mulligan. It was there I met two of my best friends, Daniel and Nicky. Together, we competed for state titles and set the Jordan High School 4x800 record—a mark that still stands today. Those early years planted a love for the sport, but more than that, they introduced me to the relationships and resilience that running would continue to bring.
In college, I walked on to the Belmont University track team and was thrown into a new world of miles, music, and memories. Kaden, Luke, Anthony, and Alex became more than teammates—they became family. From Monday morning McCabe runs to workouts around the Parthenon, from dorm room antics to long bus rides across the Ohio Valley (usually capped off by harmonizing “Winter Song” in the back row), those years were special. I ran fast sometimes—but more importantly, I found connection. Running gave me a place to belong and friends for life.
Since graduating in 2018, running has taken on new forms and rhythms. I shifted my focus to the half marathon and marathon, learning how to train without a team but never without support. I’ve run a marathon each year—Boston, New York, Richmond, Indianapolis—and now, in just 17 days, I’ll line up at Grandma’s Marathon in Duluth, MN. These post-collegiate years wouldn’t be the same without the people who’ve made it all easier, more fun, and more meaningful: Sandy, Cameron, Nick, Niel, Jack, Jay, and the Monuts crew. Whether it’s early miles, long runs, post-race hangs, or mid-week encouragement, they’ve helped keep the joy alive in this journey. Every season looks a little different, but with friends like these, I keep showing up.
Why do I still love running after all these years? I think it comes down to three things.
First, the people. Running is at its best when it’s shared. It’s the miles run side by side with friends that leave the biggest impact—not necessarily the finish lines or splits. From Jordan to Belmont to post-collegiate long runs, running has introduced me to people who have shaped my life.
Second, the idea of “believe in the perfect run.” My college teammate Alex Mimlitz used to say that. Every mile of training is building toward that elusive, magical race where everything clicks. You chase it, train for it, and believe in what’s possible—even when it feels far off. That belief has pushed me through thousands of miles.
And finally, the practice of showing up. Running is one of the only things I’ve stuck with for 12 straight years. It’s taught me the power of consistency—of seeing what your body has each day, and just trying to get 1% better. Some days you surprise yourself. Other days it’s just about getting it done. But over time, that daily effort becomes something remarkable.
So today, on National Running Day, I’m feeling especially thankful—for the friends I’ve made, the places I’ve raced, and the journey I’m still on. I don’t know what’s possible at Grandma’s in 17 days, but I’m showing up to find out.
Wherever you are in your own running journey—starting fresh or chasing a PR—happy National Running Day. Here's to the miles ahead. 🏃♂️💙
About the Photos
The photos included here are snapshots of my running life. Some were taken on quiet early morning runs, when the world is still and the air feels full of possibility. Others are from journeys shared with friends—on roads, trails, or city streets—capturing the joy and camaraderie that define this sport for me. You’ll see places I run often, routes that have become sacred through repetition. And you’ll see moments that remind me of the essence of running: simplicity, movement, freedom, and connection. These images are more than just memories—they’re reminders of why I keep lacing up.
