Memoirs of a Fat Girl

June 3rd. 20K. D-Day.

Pros: I’ve always wanted to do this. It’s a highway full of smooth, beautiful pavement. The weather in early June is gorgeous so I won’t drop dead from heat exhaustion, and if I learn how to pace myself properly, I can do anything. Plus, it’s for a good cause.

Cons: I’ve never done this. I just might die.

While it’s very clear that I didn’t do all that much thinking before I signed up for this, I’m doing plenty of thinking now. Most of those thoughts circle around stroke, cardiac arrest, pulmonary respiratory failure, toppling over a guardrail etc. etc., there is that one tiny little glimmer whispering to me, You can do this.

Let’s go over my skating history. Got my first pair of Rollerblades for my 18th birthday, spent a few weeks with bloody knees but within a few weeks, was whizzing around just as easily as everyone else. I skated a lot that summer, and every summer after that, especially during that June and July of my eating disorder time. Skating was my one shining star then, and I easily did between six and 10 k per session.

However, it has been awhile since I’ve done any serious skating, making me all the more nervous of impending death. But I really do think that if I lay out good skating and workout plans, this is completely possible.

After all, this is Rollerblading. I love doing this. And I do need some kind of kick start, right?

I have just over five weeks to train. Let the games begin.