I often joke that I run so I can eat [fill in the blank here] (chocolate, cupcakes, cheeseburgers, pizza, whatever other goody I can think of). And while that’s not actually the reason I run, let’s just say I don’t mind the side benefit of getting to eat a bit more as a result* :).
* It should be noted, however, the contrary to popular belief, running a lot does NOT ensure weight loss. I’ve learned this the hard way, too.
Take today, for an example. This morning, I went on my weekly 6AM “buddy run” with my friends, a run that takes place every Thursday morning, all 52 weeks of the year. Because we’ve formed a family of sorts, we often celebrate life events for each other, and my friend Victoria is about to have a baby, so we decided to throw her a surprise baby shower after the run.
My friend Janine, expert baker that she is (and I should know, because she famously beat me in a Pumpkin Bread Smackdown nearly 3 years ago–the loss still stings), brought her famous pumpkin bread and lemon tea bread for us to all munch on as we celebrate Victoria’s little (soon-to-be-born) bundle of joy.
When people ask me why in the world I would willingly get up at 5 in the morning every Thursday to run, I point them to things such as this as an explanation :).