Does anyone ever watch Reggi Perrin? Well,... I get him, I really do. He lives between fantasy and reality. I get that, because In my head I'm something very different than I am in reality. In my head i'm a marathon runner (a bit like Forrest Gump but without the facial hair) I see myself running through mountainous landscapes with only my thoughts and freedom for company, only stopping occasionally in order to hug a tree.
Now the reality is that over the last 25 years. I have tried running before, twice by myself with no one to motivate me and once with a club (which I went to for three weeks) where they set me off on a short three mile'er which left me knackered, on my knees, and feeling the inevitable failure.... so I stopped.
Now the reality is that over the last 25 years. I have tried running before, twice by myself with no one to motivate me and once with a club (which I went to for three weeks) where they set me off on a short three mile'er which left me knackered, on my knees, and feeling the inevitable failure.... so I stopped.
Now, it came to pass that about three months ago, and very much by accident, I ended up on a website for the Stainland Lions (who promote themselves as a drinking club with a running problem). Coincidentally, The Lions were advertising a 'running for beginners' course - an 8 week course for those people who have never run before.... Fate?? I think so
that's definitely for me!! thinks I.... this could be the start of something this could. So I duly put the date in my diary and waited for the big day to arrive. I figure that ill do the 8 weeks and that will enable me to decide the difference between fantasy and reality, or, in other words, if I like it as much as my thoughts tell me I will. I will then either keep going or never mention running ever again.
the big day was 4 weeks away and I began to prepare myself mentally and physically
(by running a bit more on the treadmills at the gym).
Then came the big day.... A Tuesday it was, a little cold, slightly damp and more than a tad drizzly. I was not going to be put off however and I kitted myself up and set off in my little Smart Car to the club, ready for the 6.30pm start. .. Arriving at 6.15 I decided to stay in the car till someone else arrived............. which they didn't???
Now the fundamental problem with diary's is that they are not in the least helpful if you put in an appointment on the wrong day!! so i had actually arrived on Tuesday for the beginning of the beginners course that began the day before...
Now the reason for telling you this is that today is Monday again and this evening I will be starting my 7 week course. ...... its raining.. its very cold and my tummy hurts.............
Bloody Forest Gump - never liked him anyway
that's definitely for me!! thinks I.... this could be the start of something this could. So I duly put the date in my diary and waited for the big day to arrive. I figure that ill do the 8 weeks and that will enable me to decide the difference between fantasy and reality, or, in other words, if I like it as much as my thoughts tell me I will. I will then either keep going or never mention running ever again.
the big day was 4 weeks away and I began to prepare myself mentally and physically
(by running a bit more on the treadmills at the gym).
Then came the big day.... A Tuesday it was, a little cold, slightly damp and more than a tad drizzly. I was not going to be put off however and I kitted myself up and set off in my little Smart Car to the club, ready for the 6.30pm start. .. Arriving at 6.15 I decided to stay in the car till someone else arrived............. which they didn't???
Now the fundamental problem with diary's is that they are not in the least helpful if you put in an appointment on the wrong day!! so i had actually arrived on Tuesday for the beginning of the beginners course that began the day before...
Now the reason for telling you this is that today is Monday again and this evening I will be starting my 7 week course. ...... its raining.. its very cold and my tummy hurts.............
Bloody Forest Gump - never liked him anyway
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