It is just soooo much easier and funner to have a friend to run with. I am so very out of shape though it's bad news. Also, I am the very fattest/heaviest I have been since 2005. You should see my boobs. They're huge and I hate it. I don't even like them smaller. I want them SMALLER. I'm really only up by few pounds, but you know it's real when your clothes fit differently. I have my doctors appointments to get all my issues looked at, cut out, etc. but I do need to be more careful about what I eat in the meantime, since I'm not running 40+ miles a week and walking or biking on the stationary doesn't cut the mustard. A friend the other day asked me an interesting question: She said "It seems like you're not afraid of anything, but if tyou hought no one was looking or cared--what would you do differently?" It took about half a second to blurt out "I'd be sooooo fat. Really, happy and fat." Being fat is unhealthy, but how healthy is running myself into the ground, getting tendonitis again and again, and becoming malnourished and anemic? I've noticed a lot of things recently about the way I've been doing things since I started marathoning a few years ago, and realized running is helpful in a lot of ways, but it's also unhealthy in a few ways too. I wish I could be a more moderate person. More moderate in my love of good food mostly. | 