Yesterday, I ran for a whopping 20 seconds at best while out with Steve. I didn't die, nobody laughed at me, nor did I get smacked by my own breast. I stopped only because Steve turned and hooked me around a light pole. Well apparently, fat girls just should not run. My left leg feels like there is a crack in the bone. HAHA as funny as it is, I swear it's true. I've limped around all day. I'm not sore anywhere else at all. Just my left leg. Ok really, it isn't that bad. But I still think that fat girls should only run in the dark, if at all.