Piggy’s little Blog

Don’t lie to youself you are fat.

When a mile takes an hour.

 I am privileged to know a girl , actually a women, about 40ish. She is un-like most people, she is a genuinely  kind person. Like most people her age, she has  children who has recently left her nest. She was left with herself,  an apartment, and a dog. She however, was and still continues to be, an inspiration to myself and anyone else who will read this.

 

Her story:

               She was a fellow fatty, like me but a bit heavier, she was bubbly on the outside and hurting on the inside. Like most fat people she was great at hiding her sorrow, she buried it within the fat. Then one day, about 2 years ago I noticed that she was getting a little bit smaller. Then months after that she had shrunk more, until one day she was about half her original size. She had over come a negative lifestyle and had embraced a positive one. She did not diet. She did not follow any “fad” exercise regime. She just simply moved her pudgy body, until it was no more.

               Her physical changes were great, she was looking better and because of this (or so I could only assume) her attitude changed. The laughter that was generated from her, the smiles that now consumed the majority part of her face was real. Don’t ask me how I know this, Don’t ask me what the difference in her was but I can only tell you that she WAS now different, she was now better, she was now real.

              I am a person that talks and talks and talks and talks (thus the blog) and one day while chatting with this friend, I told her about the Half marathon that I was training for, we began talking about it.  I filled her in, how great it was to stand with my fellow runners and walkers and do what only a select few people can do. I told her about that crazy part of society that pushes their bodies to the limits all for a t-shirt and a metal at the end. I also shared with her that indescribable feeling of crossing the finish line, the sense of accomplishment you are given at the end, your real reward for running or walking the 21 km. She then looked at me “Piggy, I couldn’t run it” I then looked at back at her “ Then walk it” She then got excited, I could see it,  a fire was now lit underneath her, she now had a goal to work towards.

 

       She now walks to work, with arm weights in her back pack and every time I see her leave work, she is leaving with a smile. A smile that was generated for herself by herself. She is doing what most people don’t do, she has what most people don’t have, she is her own gift, she is her own accomplishment.

 

     She plans to walk the 21km and wants to complete it in 3 hours, but to her I say this…..Even if One mile takes you an hour to complete, even if you crawl across that finish line on May 3rd , no matter where life takes you or what new goals you set for yourself,  you will always be 21km  ahead of everyone else.

 

    

 

Oink, Oink my friends……..

 

 

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March 7, 2009 - Posted by | Motivation, Success | , , , , , ,

2 Comments »

  1. Oh, I want to do that! I’ve been wishing that the weather would clear up so I could get out and walk, but if I keep thinking like that I’ll spend half of the year indoors. I’ve been using the excuse that I have to take my daughter with me and i don’t want her to get wet, but I’ve got a buggy rain cover so it’s just me being fat and lazy because getting the buggy out is a hassle. I swear I will walk in the rain this week!

    Comment by pinnythewu | March 8, 2009 | Reply

  2. That is a wonderful story. Also, reading your side bar you say you don’t sugar coat anything. HAHAHA. That is good. I will say the I was FAT all the way. Totally fat. Huge and obese and unhealthy. I lost 130 lbs but I am not afraid to say the word.

    Comment by run4change | March 9, 2009 | Reply


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