1474450_10101547043963515_311093869_nMy name is Katie.  I am a wife, a mother to a baby polar bear (Bichon Frise), a friend, sister, daughter, aunt, and most importantly a follower of Jesus Christ.  I have been blessed and I have struggled.  But now I’m taking control of one of my biggest life time struggle: my weight.

Why The Running Walrus?  Although walruses tend to get a bad reputation for being lazy, I tend to associate these large creatures as pretty funny and lovable.  Sure they are a little awkward on dry land, but they can bust a move in the water.  My favorite thing about walruses is that while they are on dry land, you can’t see the smallest hint of self-consciousness or low self-esteem.  No walrus is thinking, “Wow, I feel fat.  Look at that skinny seal.  If only I could look like that I would be happier.”  No, walruses strut their stuff, they shake what their momma gave them, and they do it unapologetically.   And that is how I view myself.  I’m kinda funny, lovable, awkward on dry land, quick in the water, and I don’t give a crap if people at the gym don’t like my fat rolls.  Don’t get me wrong, I do want to be healthy.  But I’m not going to be ashamed while I work on that or compare myself to a 10 time marathon runner.  So for me, the walrus is a symbol of my commitment to work hard where I am now and not to be self-conscious in the mean time.  And of course, to shake what my momma gave me in a modest and appropriate way.


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