Who you calling FatGirl?
So one day, I’m out running through suburbia and I realize that there is a Crazy Fat Girl that lives in my head and makes most of my decisions.
And then came this crazy moment when I realized that “impossible” was just a typo in my head. The things in my life that I think are impossible are only impossible because I think they are. What would happen if I worked on creating “I’Mpossible” out of “IMpossible”. CRAZY!
This blog records part of the struggle between me and that Fat Girl as I fall in love with running and fall in love with myself.
It will be a wild ride.