To the seventeen year old boys laughing when I ran past them at the beach…
You probably don’t realize how much you just hurt someone. Is it too much to expect you to? Maybe I should toughen up? Maybe I should realize that your young? Maybe I should have said something?
Or Maybe…. I shouldn’t have to run my last kilometer in tears because some 17 year old recorded me on their phone, laughing about “how funny it is; a fat person was trying to run”.
Being overweight has always been an issue of mine. When I was younger it was portion sizes, over eating, not being active enough and drinking everything that contained sugar.
This combination plus a few rounds of baby weight saw me stack on the kilos and at one point I tipped the scales 128 kilos.
One day I was so tired looking after the kids I literally felt like I couldn’t get out of my chair; that’s when I knew things had to change. And only I could do that!
I started running, moving, eating clean 80 percent of the time and treating my body the way I should. And I was a healthy BMI, and had all the energy I needed to take on life!
Two more babies later and three surgeries, I see myself on a similar journey back to being my healthiest self.
I ask everyone to take a second and think before you laugh or sneer at the person running. Everybody has a story, Most of us are doing the best we can and for some of us your laughter is the last thing we hear on a bad day when we’re doing our best.
And because at the end of the day it hurts.
We’re trying; we put our shoes on, we got out the door, we’re not all athletes and we can’t all run 5 minute kilometers but every step I take is a step closer to a better me.
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