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Saturday, May 29, 2010

First Timer

Eating and running are two things I do often, and well :-) I'm a marathon runner- ok, I have only run one marathon so far, that counts though!! I'm also one of those people that gets called a "health freak" at work by people eating bacon double cheeseburgers. It's bad enough when they ask me how many miles I ran on any given morning and I reply, "Oh, only seven this morning, I was tired." That alone is cause for ridicule, but when you combine it with my snack of coconut milk yogurt and strawberries and my lunches of impossibly huge salads with slabs of hummus, well, let's just say I don't fit in with normal people ;-)

But I wouldn't have it any other way! I've been running since I was 15, and am a hopeless addict. Running makes me feel accomplished, it teaches me to push past my limits and set new ones, it makes me feel like I can do anything, and it gives me a nice butt. Hey, I never said I wasn't vain. A day without a run is incomplete, much like a day without dark chocolate or peanut butter. Or dark chocolate AND peanut butter. I run because it's hard, and I hate doing things the easy way. And also because if I didn't run I'd probably spend all my money on hard liquor and/or narcotics. Just kidding. Sort of.

I've also been vegan since I was 19. I'm a crazy animal person, so becoming vegan was inevitable. I'm often surprised that it took me so long! This is by far the best decision I have ever made, and I'm happy to give my body wholesome, natural foods every single day and to fuel my running and life in general with food that is good for animals, the planet and the future of mankind. Plus have you ever tasted coconut milk ice cream? Sorry Ben & Jerry, but you ain't got nothin' on So Delicious.

I'm currently living in New York City with my traveling circus of five cats and a dog, and working in Real Estate. I'm contemplating moving back to Vermont, where I lived for a year prior to moving to NYC, to go back to the animal shelter I was working at. That's my true calling in life, and I'm not such a huge fan of NYC anyway. Blasphemy, I know. I kind of miss being able to breathe without feeling like my lungs are turning black, and I REALLY miss paying less than $1.50 for a can of cat food.

So this is my crazy journey. I sometimes feel like I missed the day when they handed kids maps that charted how they should live their lives. I'm making it up as I go, and it's not the path that most people would take but I have faith that I'll end up where I should be, and hopefully have a little fun along the way.

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