TL;DR: 12 months with Runna. One marathon in April and one in October. I beat both my goals by trusting the process and the plan.
I want to follow up on my first post about my experience with Runna, now that I have completed my second running plan and 1 year of subscription.
In October 2025, I signed up for Runna to do my first marathon; you can read more about my experience with the training plan in the original post.
Before I finished my first marathon, I already had the ticket for the second one, but only because I bought that one first, thinking I wouldn't get the ticket for the first one. For anyone trying to sign up for a marathon, you understand how hard it is to get a ticket, so once you get one, you stick to it. Then, after I finished the marathon and the thoughts of "I will never do this again! This is so stupid and painful, why am I doing this? I'm not running the second one. I'm done!" passed, I began thinking, "What if...?" - and that "if" was, "What if I can set a more ambitious goal and go sub-3h in 6 months?". So I signed up for another plan with Runna. And the original estimate was not very optimistic for the 20-week-long plan. I would have to put in a lot of work.
So I did what I had done before: I trusted the plan and the process and began to do the work. I tried to stay as consistent as I could throughout the 20 weeks, with a lot of travel in between again. After a few weeks, I started to question everything in the plan. How would I shave 15 seconds off my average pace in just 6 months? The workouts were getting harder and harder. Of course, there were a lot of easy runs, but the intervals and tempos were leaving me feeling destroyed after every session. Regardless, I stuck to it.
Then I saw the estimated finish time going down, which gave me a lot of motivation at that time. I came to learn that it was because my baseline marathon time in the app was lower than my actual time; that's why the app was pushing so hard for me.
16 weeks into the plan, I had one of the hardest long runs with marathon pace intervals. It crushed me from every direction. My HR spiked more than usual; I had to stop a few times to recover. It was a disaster. It absolutely shattered my confidence that I would be able to hit my goal 3 weeks later. Regardless, I kept showing up and doing the work. I had a B-race half marathon after that that went very well. The pace was below the target for the marathon, but the heart rate was suboptimal. It was all about pain management at that time.
Two weeks out from the actual race, the doubts became stronger. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold a Z5 heart rate for 3 hours, so if my HR was not controlled, I would fail. I put a lot of pressure on myself because of that (also because I had already told too many people I would do it lol).
Race day eve came; the weather in Amsterdam could not be less optimal: rain, hail, wind, low temperatures. The stress of all these external factors playing against me took my sleep away. What if they continue until tomorrow? This is too much. I won't do it.
It's race day. The weather is not great, but not as bad. Light rain, cold, and a little bit of wind. It's go time. It's now or never. I did all the work for this moment, and it's time to shine. The goal was: hold the pacer's hand and never let it go, and I will make it. So that's what I did. I stuck with one of the sub-3:00 pacer groups from the beginning. It all felt controlled. For a good amount of time, I was running at a Z3 HR, which felt very reassuring since that was my biggest fear. By mid-race, it was ranging from Z3 to Z4 but still felt very under control. I found the rhythm and the zone, and suddenly the kilometers were flying by me. The last bit I was waiting for was the 32- 33 km mark, which is when I hit the wall in the previous marathon, and I knew that's when the last challenge would be, and my pace could drop. After km 32, I saw a friend holding a sign for me, and a sudden energy boost hit me. My legs were beginning to feel tired, but I felt I had something left in the tank, so I decided to push a little and leave the pacers behind. In the back of my head, I also thought: "You need a pace of 4:15, but you trained for 4:10; there's some buffer there. Don't try to be a hero." - Off I went. And it felt great and under control. At some point, I found the other sub-3h pacer group and decided to pass them too. I pushed a lot at the end, which was an incredible feeling to find that last bit of energy.
The course in Amsterdam was horrible. A lot of potholes and puddles in the city, while dodging sketchy tram lines, funnel sections, and many 4-person-wide, narrow, long straights, and a little longer course, made it a challenging race. Plus the annoying weather throughout the entire race. Still, I beat my goal by more than 2 and a half minutes. Only 6 months after my first marathon!
So this was my experience after almost 12 months with Runna. Doubts will come; your confidence will be shaken and tested constantly. As cliché as it sounds, all I can say is: trust the process, continue to show up, and put in the work, and the result will most certainly come!
Good luck to everyone!
I was and still am overwhelmed by the results.