While at work last week, a good friend of mine was making conversation with another co-worker by my pod. I can’t remember the exact words that triggered me to jump in with, “Kenny…I could beat you in a foot race.” Yet, that’s exactly what I said.
Now I’m no Carl Lewis. However, I’m a good 50 to 70 pounds lighter than Kenny is…so I didn’t really feel like I was speaking “out of school” in any way.
“I’ll take that bet!”
I was a little taken aback by his response. Seriously? I hadn’t really considered the possibility that you might want to ACTUALLY run a race against me.
“Sure…let’s go outside right now.” My reply was dripping with confidence.
“No, not now. It’s not safe with the snow and ice and everything.”
“Okay,” I said. “That’s what I thought.” I then left for lunch thinking that he’d just come up with an excuse to NOT actually race against me.
Upon my arrival, however, I was met with the following statement:
“Fifty dollars and the loser has to wear a dress at work.”
He then followed-up with, “You won’t do it because you know you’ll lose.”
I thought about it for all of a split second before agreeing and shaking his hand in front of everybody else. Then he dropped THIS bomb:
“We’ll do it the first week of July. I need to train.”
I agreed and it was a done deal. As the afternoon went by I made a few jokes and he made comments about how I could talk all the smack I wanted but that he was now motivated. I attempted to remind him that he was the one who initiated the bet, but to no avail.
Then I started REALLY thinking about it. I’m now down 16lbs in two months without exercising (a couple of walks on my breaks and changing my poor eating habits…that’s all it’s taken up to now). I’m now motivated to not only win $50 but to NOT wear a dress at work. So if I’m losing an average of 8lbs a month, what am I going to look like in four more months? And if I lost that weight without really exercising, what am I going to be able to do with my body if I start training to run?
The race will take place on a circular dirt road behind work. It’s .78km (about half a mile). I’ve already downloaded the Couch to 5K app on my iPod and I can’t wait to start training.
I mean, nobody has ever challenged me to a foot race that I actually thought I could win. Hell…I’ve never been the favorite in ANYTHING sports related, so this is all new to me. Which, of course, got me to thinking just what in the world did he have planned that would make him think he could beat me in a race?
I’m currently 222lbs. He’s over 275lbs. Am I missing something here?
Even Sunshine is totally behind me on this. In fact, she said that I’m going to “kick his ass”…so that’s even more motivation for me.
I’ll let you know my progress as the months go on. Once I transition from walking to jogging to running (hopefully, anyway), I’ll update you on my time and let you know how things are going. And if I actually LOSE this race, I’ll make sure to post pics of my day in a dress.
Hey…a bet’s a bet. Bring it on.