So, I was running yesterday around Sugarhouse Park and I realized that I fall into the category of "runner judging other people who run". I don't mean to do this and it's mostly a critique of myself; however, I really don't like to be passed by another runner who has chubbier, jigglier legs than me.
I know that just because some are larger than the little toothpicks on the magazines doesn't mean that they are necessarily OUT OF SHAPE. And I would know this more than most. I used to weigh 200 lbs. and have always been the thicker athlete in school. So I should understand! I just wasn't expecting my own head to tell me that I needed to pick it up because flubber over there just passed me. It did give me the anger (at myself) to finish my long run of the week though.
I'm the one on the left. feeding my face. 200lbs.