How marathon running made me a fattie

On-Your-Mark---Mark-Campbell-07-13In an ironic span of decades, I – an admitted smarty-pants – have developed into every body size possible.

However, I never imagined that training to get fitter would actually bite me in my formerly rock-hard gluteus maximus.

As a boy, I was always the smallest kid on the block. Always. Initially I was without fail the last guy picked for any playground sport. That made me practice hard and, after fielding a million red rubber balls bounced off garage doors and catching that many spirals from weary-armed 10-year-old neighborhood QBs, I got good enough to become one of the first picked.


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