Mohamed Kamel, Founder
After spending most of my childhood eating supposedly healthy home-cooked meals and mounds of pita bread (I grew up in an Arab household; pita bread is like a primary course), it never occurred to me that I would develop weight issues through adulthood. My mother proceeded to enroll me in every league and swim class in Manhattan to keep the weight off, to no avail. By the time I turned 12, I spent my spare time counting calories in Weight Watchers meetings instead of counting how many more Kit Kats I could scarf down before bedtime (protip: Kit Kats out of the freezer are infinitely better #FatKidProblems). That wasn’t too effective, either, because when it was time for college, I had ballooned to 300 pounds.
So I did what any other college student with no money would do: I ran the streets of New York. I started with five blocks, then 10, and in a month’s time, I was doing 20 blocks every night. By the time May rolled around, I was finally down to 210 lbs. But I soon came to realize that my weight loss would be a lifelong battle. In order to keep the weight off, I had to stay consistent in pounding the pavement everyday. Starting my DAY ONE of running was essential to my weight loss. I founded Fat Boys Run as a way to inspire others like myself to start their DAY ONE in living a active lifestyle. Once a community comes together in solidarity to achieve the same goal, a lifelong commitment to staying active is 100% attainable. All you need to do is start your DAY ONE.
Akkis, Resident Barker
Living in the concrete jungle can be draining but getting involved with FBR has allowed me to recharge my batteries by starting my day one. In a city that is crowded at every corner, running makes everything disappear and all that I see is the open road. The sounds of the city fall to the wayside and I can focus on my breathing while hearing the soft pattering of my feet hitting the concrete. Starting my day one every morning has made the concrete jungle an urban oasis.
My childhood differed from Moe's in one important way: I never personally struggled with my own weight loss, but I watched my brother consistently struggle with his weight loss over the years. I mention this not because Moe loves to hate on skinny people, but because I think it's important to have family/friends that will cheer you on at the finish line with a frozen Kit Kat in hand.