Surprise, surprise I was a fat kid.
White bread eating, m & m loving, inside staying fat kid.
As a former fat kid now trying to get in shape I feel that I'm now suffering from fat kid syndrome
Fat Kid Syndrome: n; latin, stems from being an over weight child who was not active and now effects activity, energy, and ability when exercising in later life.
I hated going outside in the hot Arizona sun.
I loved arts and crafts and subbing my recess for reading time.
I ate like I needed to build up a layer of fat for hibernation.
I had asthma as a kid and would rather do long division than run.
Cut to the new me that is IITGI and spending more time at the gym then on the couch. I have shreded, yoga-ed, sweated it out on an the elliptical and bike but was still too scared to try to run.
That was until Friday night when I had to make it to that lightrail stop and needed to book it to get to it. I ran. My lungs didn't burn. I didn't want to stop after three steps. I actually felt like I had great form and speed and was really having fun.
I really thought I had something like Fat Kid Syndrome that kept me at the back of the pack or from really trying because I knew I'd just fail. That short Friday sprint was the boost of confidence to keep me going on.
before my hike Sunday
Fat Kid Syndrome can eat it...I'm going for a run.
