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Thoughts on fitness, health, good nutrition ... and running.


Welcome to Bald Man Running, a blog launched by Frank Murphy on January 1, 2015.

Many of the blog entries on this website predate 1/1/2015. Prior to BMR, I had written articles for various projects, and I have imported many of them into this blog (labeled "retro"). I will continue to add articles as I find them, polish them up and import them.

In March, 2013 I was selected as a contestant for the sixth season of Fort Wayne's Smallest Winner. Through this amazing program, I learned about good nutrition, sound exercise and accountability. By October, I would lose over 88 pounds (almost 37% of my original weight)! One of the many things I acquired through FWSW was a love for running. You can retrace my weight loss journey and discover how I became a runner by reading those entries labeled "fwsw" ...

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Frankitis

I look forward to the day that the guys at the office will let me into the building without making me do the Truffle Shuffle first (Goonies reference).

Seriously, the guys at work have been awesome. They're encouraging and supportive. They ask about my workouts. We joke around a bit and there's a fair amount of teasing involved, but it's all in good fun and it hasn't crossed the line. As far as I know, so far three guys from work (including my boss) are planning on running the Fort 4 Fitness 1/2 marathon. I couldn't ask for a better bunch of friends. They particularly enjoyed hearing about a new term from this morning's workout: frankitis.

Apparently, I'm not the most coordinated contestant. That whole thing where we march in place and punch upward during E.J.'s workouts? Well, we're supposed to lift up one knee and punch up with the opposite hand. I can hear "opposite arm, opposite leg" in my sleep, but that doesn't make it any more likely for me to get it right. Well, another contestant momentarily got out of sync and I heard someone say, "looks like someone's got a case of frankitis."

I think that's awesome. To me, it means "trying to do something hard and not stopping because you look a little silly or aren't exactly sure how to do it." I might look a court jester out there during workouts, but that doesn't stop me. I'm getting healthy.




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