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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, May 9, 2013

Little feet

Today, I was all over the place in the morning workout: with Mari, then EJ and CeCe, then Rick. I think I burned quite a few calories just going from station to station. I thought the cardio stuff with Mari was rough, but "Jacob's Ladder" was brutal. Rick has a new toy (the aforementioned ladder) and it looks vaguely like a torture device from The Princess Bride. I don't understand how to it sucks the energy out of you so quickly, but it does. I felt mostly dead.

What stands out most from today was doing planks with EJ and CeCe. EJ told us to drop, so I dropped and assumed the position. CeCe is walking up and down the line and I'm thinking, "please keep moving. Don't stop here." She stopped right there ... next to me ... and shouted out a good 'ol "Frank the Tank!" Then she started correcting my form. I am usually conscious of arcing up too much when doing planks, but my problem this time was going swayback.

CeCe stayed right there with me the entire plank helping me out. My arms were quivering and I just wanted to drop to the floor, but she stayed right there. I didn't want what would happen if I dropped, so I kept grunting it out. I held it for what seemed like forever while CeCe stubbornly refused to see if anyone else needed her assistance! My field of vision had collapsed into only what I could see a few inches on either side of my trembling hands. Guess what I was thinking as EJ called "time" and the plank was finished?

"CeCe sure does have little feet."

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