PATTY DUKES

PATTY DUKES

OCCUPATION: HIP-HOP ARTIST

OCCUPATION: HIP-HOP ARTIST

No kid likes getting woken up at 6am. Let alone at 6am on a Saturday to go running. Yet in Patty Dukes’ house, that was all part of growing up. Her dad, a runner back in the DR, thought it would not only be a great way to keep his passion alive, but raise strong daughters growing up in the Bronx. “I didn’t know he was preparing me for my future, but he was, he was giving me lessons.”      

No kid likes getting woken up at 6am. Let alone at 6am on a Saturday to go running. Yet in Patty Dukes’ house, that was all part of growing up. Her dad, a runner back in the DR, thought it would not only be a great way to keep his passion alive, but raise strong daughters growing up in the Bronx. “I didn’t know he was preparing me for my future, but he was, he was giving me lessons.”      

When her father passed away unexpectedly, Patty was young. She was 19, about to go into college, and she was alone. All the things she was still learning — how to pay rent, handle tuition, life as a whole — came fast. Maybe a little too fast. “It was a defining moment for me,” Patty remembers. Through it all, the memory of her dad is what kept her grounded. “I got back into running to connect with him.” Still, getting back to form took some time.

When her father passed away unexpectedly, Patty was young. She was 19, about to go into college, and she was alone. All the things she was still learning — how to pay rent, handle tuition, life as a whole — came fast. Maybe a little too fast. “It was a defining moment for me,” Patty remembers. Through it all, the memory of her dad is what kept her grounded. “I got back into running to connect with him.” Still, getting back to form took some time.

“I remember my first 5K,” says Patty, with a laugh. “Physically, I felt horrible. I was in pain. But in my head and my heart, I was proud of myself, because I know my dad was proud.”

 

In the years since, Patty realized something. All the lessons from her father became clear. Running was never about being the fastest, or being the strongest. It was about life. “How can we improve,” she asks. “Not just physically, but mentally, spiritually. How can we be happy people, happy New Yorkers?”

 

By her reaction, a smile might be a good place to start.     

    

“I remember my first 5K,” says Patty, with a laugh. “Physically, I felt horrible. I was in pain. But in my head and my heart, I was proud of myself, because I know my dad was proud.”

 

In the years since, Patty realized something. All the lessons from her father became clear. Running was never about being the fastest, or being the strongest. It was about life. “How can we improve,” she asks. “Not just physically, but mentally, spiritually. How can we be happy people, happy New Yorkers?”

 

By her reaction, a smile might be a good place to start.     

    

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