So here goes...
Let's start off with a little about myself. I'm Cheryl and I'm a marathonaholic:). Just kidding! So about two years ago I was told to get in shape by the doctors and to lose weight. It's funny because I went in for birth control and left with a death sentence. I hadn't realized how bad my lifestyle had become but I also realized I just chose to ignore the situation. I was drinking heavily, eating horribly and getting little exercise. I had always been active as a dancer. A few years earlier after a bad string of teaching jobs I chose to retire from dance and I was working in a hospital sitting on my ass mostly. Ironically enough as an exercise physiologist. After having the doctor tell me I was a hot mess I realized it was time to change! This started a crazy journey into nutrition and exercise that landed me from overweight party girl to marathon runner! There were a ton of bumps in the road; bad boyfriends, crazy training injuries and unfortunately taking everything to the next level and becoming obsessed with the process. Two years later and 160lbs down I'm still trying to navigate everything and you can read along about the process of an idiot girly runner trying to chase her dreams of running every major city! I started with big bad Boston and now training for NYC!
I've stopped drinking, almost a year since my last drink. Coming from someone who at 16 had a bumper sticker that read "drink until he's cute!" I consider that a victory. I've also finally got my diet under control. I eat all healthy non processed food, I'm vegan besides lean chicken and fish. Having celiac disease and lactose intolerance helps in the choice process but who's counting. I train hard running 7 days a week running at least 8 miles per day. So this is the saddest omission I've ever had to admit. I still smoke! Yep, I run marathons and I smoke. It's the one nasty habit I can't shake. I've had a ton of people think it's a skill, some say it's just my NH side, others just think I'm trash. Honestly it's embarrassing, right after the two marathons I've participated in ( one being Boston), I've been dying to smoke right after. I told myself before my fall marathon this year I would quit. Yeah... About that, I'm still smoking and 12 weeks away. The sad part is I feel tired after my long runs but never short of breath:(. I ran Boston in 4:19, which is pretty damn good for someone only having a year of running under their belt, but the picture says it all! Hopefully I can quit soon. So there's my random thoughts for the day. More to come about running, boys, sneakers and crazy journeys around Boston:). Have a great day everyone!
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