After last years training I dropped down to 198. After a summer of sweat and blood and 8 min. miles I maintained my flatbelly svelteness until my birthday... something happened... I ate cake and BOOM the cromagnon fat storing primitive man in me bashed skinny Jeff on the head and that was IT. 3,254 mini halloween candies, 2 thanksgiving turkeys, 56 pumpkin pies, 583 christmas cookies, 8 christmas parties, #$%*& super bowl, and valentine day )crap); bang I weighed 229 this morning. I could eat 2 of you.
I say all this to let you guys know once you stop running your body gets angry and your metabolism goes nuts. This lifestyle of running is not for the half hearted.
I ran 2 miles this morning in 20 min. while singing purple rain at the top of my lungs... beat that kealy stink pants.
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You busted out 2 miles in 20 minutes and you had the nerve to use the descriptive of you + running = slow.
Your time and Chrissy's time pretty much match. She would make a good running partner with you. Me and Mary will stay behind y'all and make rude faces.
8 minute miles! wow. also, welcome to the blog, mister.
inertia, fat gets to movin'! very sore, I will be going much slower next time.
You were running obsessively when I was in my obsessive bike riding phase. I remember the days. I can't sing, or they'll kick me out of the Y. Unlike you, I don't have a fancy treadmill in my house. Snob.
I'll beat that with my eyes closed. ;-)
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