If You See Me Collapse, Pause My Watch.
I am a runner. I love running. I love to set a goal, whether it be a distance, pace, or time, and meeting that goal. But, I haven’t always been a runner. In high school, I was a cheerleader, and our coach made us run a few laps around the gym at one practice. I hated it. It was hard, I didn’t know how to breathe (I know, really?). I was one skinny, out of shape mess. Fast forward six years. It was six weeks before I was to marry Zach. My family and I were on a family vacation on a cruise ship. Since it was just a little over a month before I said “I do” I thought I should probably hit the gym, especially since I had the chocolate molten cake every night at dinner. Yessss! I've already told you about the girl who inspired me, but let me remind you. When I was in the gym, I noticed this girl running on a treadmill. She was older than me, probably late twenties. She had a towel and a water bottle. As I was pumping some 3 pound iron, I
