Don't get me wrong I do not plan on taking a break from running just from talking about it for one blog entry to muse about life as a skinny person.
I've always wondered what it would be like to be skinny. I sometimes watch my friend and just look as they interact with the world. How they eat without feeling ashamed, try things without doubting whether they are out of place or not, change in public without worry, pick lent from their belly buttons without wondering if others or scrutinizing/judging the sight of their bellies. What is it like to not have rolls on your side, back and stomach? What it it like to feel your hip bones and ribs on a regular basis, to know there is a skeleton underneath the flesh.
What would it be like to sit on the floor and not have your limbs go dumb from the weight inflicted on them or not need back support to keep you upright. To ride a bike and not have your knees hit your stomach or boobs. I've always wondered what it feels like to sit in a regular chair and then put your legs up and rest your chin on your knees or to sit cross legged at the at the dinner table. Is it a different sensation to not have your feet on the ground?
What is it like to live without as much mass our your midsections? Skinny people always seem more upright, more straight. Does if feel different move about in the world? What is it like to wear a two piece swim suit? To not be pitied by the aerobics instructor at the gym. What is it like to not have the instructor feel the need seek you out after class to tell you they are glad you came and good job for not "dying" during the class?
I can only imagine! So you see, its not just about marathon running, its about knowing what it means to exist on the other side of it all. 100 pounds lighter and 100x less self conscious. The marathon is simultaneously the end and the means to the end!
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