In 2006, my beautiful wife Kate (sorry, I always refer to her that way, but she is a beautiful person, so I can't NOT refer to her that way :) said that she wanted to run a marathon. It was on her "bucket list." I was totally out of shape - like 55+ pounds overweight. Seriously. I had no business training for a marathon. But I was only 25 years old, and definitely need to get off my ass and do something physical. I was a hard worker - at work for the Detroit Pistons - but long hours at the arena and traveling with the team were my excuse for eating buckets of Thai food, Pizza and totally letting myself go physically. I'd sleep in until sometimes 9 a.m. on workdays, again, because of the late nights at the arena. I rewarded myself with junk food for "working so hard" at my job, and let's be honest, it's fun having an "eating buddy," and I was definitely Kate's eating buddy. Here's how I went from a ridiculous 6 hour marathon time to breaking 4 hours 12 years later!