Hello bloggers, readers and Web surfers who are terribly lost. As my first health and fitness-focused blog, I’ll start with introductions. Generally, I rank somewhere in the normal category on first impressions. I’m a converted Gator fan studying at the University of Florida—check. I’m an avid story teller who is majoring in journalism—check. I’m a girl who enjoys shopping, lounging on the beach and all kinds of chocolate—check, check, check. Then slowly the normalcy wears off. It starts when my passion for running is mentioned.
Running itself isn’t the abnormality as any passerby on a college campus could attest. That super-sweaty guy or girl zigzagging their way through crowds of students is easy to spot any time of day at UF. No, it’s my confession that I actually enjoy running that really causes the foreheads to wrinkle. The truth that the 30 or more minutes a day of feet pounding pavement is more than just a trade-off for my midnight snack of double-fudge brownies seems too far-fetched for most to grasp. And as I continue explaining about cross country in high school, marathons (and not the kind that come in a sweet chocolate-coated rectangular bar), fun runs and family vacations that revolve around road-races called the Tour de Pain, the wrinkles just keep getting deeper.
So now the secret’s out. Foreheads please relax. I am strange. I am an exercise enthusiast who perhaps has had one too many runner’s highs. So it’s nice to meet you. I look forward to more rants about running and other health-related issues.
