I too am a "chunky" runner who has finished two marathons, three half-marathons and clocks in about 43 miles a week. When I tell people I run long distance, there is always a double-take when they look at me. When I first ran in organized races, I felt extremely self-conscious about my appearance. But then an amazing, wonderful thing happened. At three and a half hours into my first marathon, I began to pass many of the "skinny" people who had looked down their noses at me at the starting line because they were running out of gas. When you do not fit society's ideal of what a "fit" person should look like, there is no better ego boost than hurdling over the collapsed body of Twiggy at mile 22.








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