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Jenny Hodges. Tampa Librarian. Book Lover. Slow Runner. Mom to Irish Triplets. Living and Traveling in the Autism World.


5. December 2014 10:21
by jennifer
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Saucony Triumph Review

5. December 2014 10:21 by jennifer | 1 Comments

Disclosure: I was provided product from Saucony through Fitfluential for this review, however all opinions are my own.

When the opportunity to review a pair of Saucony Triumph shoes presented itself to my HUSBAND, I jumped on the opportunity.

During the past 2 years that I've been blogging most of the review opportunities I've recieved have been for ME. I was super excited to be able to surprise HIM with a new pair of athletic shoes. Especially ones that make you go #WHOA

My husband is generally VERY active. Due to a back injury he is no longer able to run, but he walks with me, and he really enjoys riding his recumbent bicycle.

When the box arrived it was all I could do to take a quick photo before James put them on. He was SO EXCITED. It was nice to see him so happy about a pair of athletic shoes.

 

After I took the photo he immediately put the shoes on his feet. I asked him what they felt like and he said they were very LIGHT. 

He recalled how he had worn Saucony shoes back in the mid 1990's when he was a runner and he loved them back then because they seemed to be especially made for "big guy feet." James wears a size 13W, so I guess he's got big feet?

The next day was a Saturday and he put his new shoes on and we went out for a nice bike ride. Normally he wears his Teva Sandals, but not this day. And when we got home, he didn't take his shoes off like he normally does.

He kept in WHOA mode ALL DAY LONG. That says a lot. And what says even more is that he's been coming home after work and putting his Triumph shoes on.

He LOVES these shoes. And as you can see they go great with everything.

Be sure to follow #WHOAface on Twitter to get other opinions on the shoe. Also you can follow Saucony on Twitter and Instagram @Saucony.

29. November 2012 17:01
by jennifer
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The harder the struggle, the more glorious the triumph

29. November 2012 17:01 by jennifer | 2 Comments

When I began my journey in 2008, I honestly had NO IDEA what to expect. I had never been an athlete, so I had no base to go from. I had always made BAD food choices. ALWAYS. All I knew was that I was B.I.G. and I was going to die if I didn't get the weight off. I didn't start off with a goal weight or goal size in my mind. I started off with the simple desire to live. People (my family, my husband, my kids, friends) often ask me "Jenny, why do you think you got so big?" And I really don't know. I mean I KNOW it was because I didn't move and I ate really bad food, but why I let myself get SO big, I really don't  know. It was this vicious cycle. This bigger I got, the bigger I let myself get. Does that make sense? It was like I started to see myself as ONLY the fat wife, the fat mom, the fat friend, the fat daughter, the fat sister. It seemed I was destined to live in this fat world I had created for myself. Until suddenly destiny threw me a curve ball. I remember my "a-ha" moment like it was yesterday. I was attempting to play with my kids, I was having fun, and suddenly I was on the ground, crying and in serious pain. I couldn't move. I couldn't get up. I couldn't even lift my upper body to rest on my elbows. I was THAT big. I could only lay there crying for my husband. One of my children ran inside to get him and he came out to help. He tried to get me off the ground, but he couldn't. He had to roll me on a blanket and drag me inside the house. I knew at that point I HAD to change. I was a stay-at-home-mom. My health was poor, I was pre-diabetic, triglycerides were through the roof, high cholesterol, you know I had all the symptoms of being a morbidly obese woman. My doctor had told me that I HAD to lose weight, but I didn't listen. Family (namely my Grandpa Dick, RIP Grandpa) worried about me and encouraged me to lose weight. I didn't listen. It took THAT moment to make me listen. Laying on the ground having my kids (who were 2, 3, 4 at the time) look over my body was almost like an out of body experience. I imagined myself home alone with them and suddenly collapsing from a massive heart attack and dying right in front of them. My three little babies. My three little birds. How could I do that to them? How could I have done this to myself? And then suddenly, destiny presented me with the option to take a new road. And I took it. I didn't know where that road would take me, but I knew it had to be better than the one I was currently on. I embarked on a new path, a new life, taking along with me three amazing little children, and one husband, and our life will never be the same. I lost 212 pounds. AN ENTIRE person. Destiny knew what she doing.