I Ran This Year (15)

Why I Got Back Out There

It’s tough for me to pinpoint exactly what the final motivation was for me to start running again. There was the night I broke a tooth in half biting a pretzel. I laid on the couch thinking “Is this the person I am? The kind of guy who can’t get a tooth fixed because he is too poor and embarrassed by his weight to interview for a job for the dental insurance?” That was a fucking low point, for sure.

It might have been when I was too embarrassed to meet up with one of my high school friends because of my weight so I had to make up an excuse…