And so it begins (again)

Last year I stated a goal: to lose 30 pounds before my wedding. I started in January and our wedding was in August. My first weigh-in I stepped on at 270 pounds. The day before the wedding I was 236, down 34 total pounds. I f'ing rocked my goal.

After the wedding came the cliche as old as time. I stopped running so much and eating so well and as those with little math abilities and common sense can figure out, I gained weight.

This past Sunday I stepped on the scale again: 251 pounds

I'm up 15 pounds since the wedding, still down 19 from my old weight. This 15 pounds just pissed me off. I mean I knew I had been "living a little." Drinking more during the week, eating more of what I wanted. I had just spend the better part of the previous year kicking my own ass to achieve my goal, I guess I was trying to celebrate. But celebration without moderation is not so good.

So last night I thought of something new I could work towards. Something to drive my ambition not only for some killer weight loss, but for exercise as well.

Then, in a cream dream, it came to me: marathons

I'll start off slow and steady with 5K's and 10K's. Then work my way up to a full marathon in 2012 (I'm hoping).

I'll keep progress charts of my weight, runs and races on the side bar.

Editor's note: I REALLY wanted the blog URL of RunChubsRun but some girl who has never posted has it. She sounds fat. Bitch.