First she joined a weight loss group and then a running club. They started her off walking for five minutes, followed by running for one minute (at the end of which she thought her chest would explode). She also started going for short runs by herself in the evening, but always felt like someone "pretending" to be a runner. The months went by and her distances became longer. One night, while running in the pouring rain, runners across the street from her waved and for the first time she felt like one of them. She WAS a runner!
A year went by, Lisa had lost 50 lbs. and was training for her first marathon. She'd become a lean, mean, running machine and had inspired many of her weight loss group members to join running clubs. She'd gone from running for one minute to doing four hour Saturday runs. As marathon time drew closer, she went from "I'll never finish it, you know", to "I might come across that finish line last, but I'll cross it", to "I'm going to do it in five and a half hours!".
I drive from the 'burbs to my office in downtown Toronto all during the week and the last thing I want to do on a Sunday morning is drive downtown, but today I did with pleasure. I just HAD to see my 41 year old friend Lisa cross that finish line in 5 hours, 34 minutes and 15 seconds! WAY TO GO LISA!!



Thanks for the inspiration, really. I'm proud of Lisa too and I don't even know her! 
