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I Kicked Butt in the Sprint! (...too bad it is a marathon)

Well, I think I probably lost more weight than anyone else at work this week for the
Biggest Loser competition, but the contest is 11 weeks long, not 1!!

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Update - just got the results email. So I wasn't the biggest loser - I was the 2nd biggest loser - only 1 guy ahead of me...out of over 60 people. I drank 2lbs of water before the weigh-in this morning to pad it a bit. Had I not done that I'd been way ahead of everyone. So, my point still stands...losing that much in one week isn't the best way to do it.

In other sprint/marathon news, I talked to my mom last night and found out she and Mrs. Clark walked SIX MILES last weekend!!! I'm so proud! She still says she's waiting until the week of the Gusher Half Marathon to decide if she'll actually do it, and so far is just helping Mrs. Clark train (she has already signed up), but that is plenty for me. I'm proud of them for getting out there and training regardless of whether or not she actually enters the race or not.

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My parents were FINALLY inspired to train for a race after watching my sister run a 6:30 marathon (my races did nothing to inspire them. What? No, seriously.) Anyway, they are coming to do the Bayou City Classic and I am so excited to see them being active! Mom is planning on walking it and my dad is going to run it - I can't wait!! Congrats on getting them out there and training!

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