Yes, I'm one of those people. I'm a (insert gasp) a runner. And no, its not for any particular reason. I crave chocolate and deliciousness too much for a health nut. I do however, love every aspect of running - but not for the obvious reasons.
I stand at a mere five feet zero inches. I was pulled over for truancy the junior year of college. When I took my high school graduation pictures, the lady asked when I was going to be old enough for middle school. I'm never taken seriously. Except - when running. Yes, I am the shorty with muscular legs pounding the pavement several times a week. Yes, I do speed up when men try and pass me. Unless, you're my husband who can outrun me while pushing two of our kids in a giant stroller.
In short, nobody puts Clarissa in a corner. Nobody.