Author Archives: Marshall Ramsey

Fit-to-Fat-to-Fit Blog: The Breeze

Like a cool breeze on a hot muggy morning, hope has a way of lifting a defeated heart.  I was really struggling through my run this morning.  At four miles into the 5.17 mile route, my legs burned from being … Continue reading →

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Friday Free-For-All

TGIF. Thank goodness it’s fried. Or something like that.

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Fit-to-Fat-to-Fit Blog: The Discouragers

Goal Weight: 185 lbs. Current Weight: 199 lbs. If you are over three years old, you’ve met a discourager. You know who I am talking about; that person who always says or does the wrong thing at the right time. … Continue reading →

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Thursday Free-For-All

Good morning! Hope you’re having a great day!

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School Prayer

It’s the start of a new school year and we might as well start off the year on a good foot. Here’s a few positive thoughts for the people involved in the coming school year: For the students: May you … Continue reading →

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Fit-to-Fat-to-Fit Blog: The final hill

I’ve been working a really tough project the last month and a half.  I’ve worked 17 to 18 hours a day on it and my two jobs (except the day my dog died).  As you could imagine, I’m running out … Continue reading →

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Wednesday Free-For-All

Good morning! It’s back-to-school week around here.  Hope you’re having a great day.

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Fit-to-Fat-to-Fit Blog: Don’t Quit

Twenty miles into the Marine Corps Marathon, I had come to the 14th Street bridge (crossing the Potomac River.) I was still making great time and way ahead of my goal. The temperature had risen out of the upper 40’s … Continue reading →

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Tuesday Free-For-All

TGIT. (thank God it’s Tuesday). Have a great day.

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The Hurdles

I just watched the Olympic hurdles.  It’s a sport that completely makes my palms sweat — I guess because I am so uncoordinated that I envision myself face planting while trying to run them. But the Olympians fly over them … Continue reading →

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