Run, Fatgrrl, Run

(Yes, I got into Mark's performance. No, there's no pay. But the performance is that the Durham Performance Arts Center - a brand spankin' new incredible multi-million dollar performance space, and the rehearsals are a series of workshops, about one every two months until the performance in June. So I'm doin' it.)

The universe has been shoving running down my throat for a few months now:

• I watched 'Run, Fatboy, Run' the other day.
• A coworker runs marathons.
• A previous coworker ran track and field - on scholarship - for NCState.
• I just discovered her blog. Inspiring stuff.
• During the audition, we ran around the entire building, up two flights, across three floors - I was the only one who kept up the pace the whole time and wasn't even mildly winded.

I've been treadmilling for... over a year now? Longer? Less? At first, with a heartrate monitor, but my heart isn't an issue so much anymore - it's in much better shape.

And I saw all this because I'm making a re-commitment to get in shape. For realsies this time, tho. With the eating right and the exercise and the dedication.

Like in the picture.

That's my goal.

Today I got up at 6:45 and ran for thirty minutes (J says you need to run for AT LEAST thirty minutes IN A ROW), at my lunch at my desk and went to the nearby park for an hour - walked around the lake and did all the exercise stations - and I ate almonds and dried fruit for breakfast, yogurt for a morning snack and a lean pocket for lunch. And I'm drinking water. TONS OF WATER.

It's not fitness model obsession ("obsession is a word used by lazy people to describe the dedicated"), but it's a good start for me. Especially since I've been sick.

But it's a start.

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