Some people run in support of noble causes … breast cancer awareness, civil rights or free speech. Some people run for personal achievement. Some even run for fun.
I am not one of those people.
I run (or exercise in any form) for one simple reason.
I love food; specifically, dessert. Cake, brownies, cupcakes, pie, cobbler, bars, ice cream, cookies — they are all close to my heart.
For that reason, coupled with the fact that I have been blessed with a short stature and slow metabolism, it takes work to keep from becoming a human ball of cookie dough.
In high school and college, I religiously attended an extreme aerobics class at my local YMCA. After graduating, I maintained that schedule for about a year, before moving out on my own. Now, since starting my job as a public relations professional at a busy hospital four years ago, I have easy access to a medically-integrated fitness center adjacent to my work and less than a block from my apartment.
It’s time to make this thing happen.