Just Venting

Here it goes.  Last night after a meeting, a person I know asked how my training was going.  I sent out emails begging every single person I know for money for this LLS fundraiser and he happened to be  in my email.  I told him it was going pretty well, but there have been some bumps in the road.  He then looks at me and asked how my joints are because people who are a little overweight like me and him can have a lot of trouble with their knees, hips and ankles.  He said that is why he doesn't run, because he has some extra weight too.  I think he doesn't run because his neck can't hold up his damn head full of rocks.  Once the shock of what this dumbass had said to me wore off, I told him my joints were fine.  Then he gave me another strange look and said incredulously, "oh, so you're able to do stretching?".  All I was able to muster up in response was a yes.  I may have had a bone marrow transplant and there are some minor limits in my life now, but some people can use a brain transplant.  In what universe is it EVER alright to talk to a woman about her weight?  And how about a simple good for you for doing this for charity, or even saying nothing would have been good.  People need to learn that the things they say to each other can have lasting affects that aren't always good.  Now, I feel very self conscience about how I look and I cried about it today.  I wasn't even able to put on my running clothes and go out today, because I think people are looking at me wondering what the fat girl is doing running.  I'm sure I'll feel better tomorrow about myself, but today I'm kind of feeling crappy.  I won't let him get the best me and won't he be surprised when I complete the 5K in two weeks.  What a jerk! Starting right now, only positive thoughts and I'll hit the road in the morning, with my new deodorant.