I absolutely hate running. Or do I? I’m very confused. I’ve long thought I should run, especially as I no longer play football. I want to be healthy for my kids and for my retirement. I’ve put on a bit of timber over the last few months due to over-eating/boredom at work and dieting is also harder these days.
So I went for a run a few weeks ago. Beginners error as I stormed out of the blocks for the first 100 metres, forgetting I’m now 40 and not 14. I proceeded to stay out for a whole 20 minutes, of which 15 were walking. Very poor and really I surprised myself at how unfit I had become. The worst bit was that my legs hurt for a whole week, which is shameful as marathon runners get less pain after the event.
Two weeks later I thought I should try it again. This time, I would go out early to avoid any possible interactions with other humans and the absolute embarrassment of looking like a heavy-breathing beetroot. For context, my nickname at school was “Rooty” because I went red very easily. In fact, people would say, “hey, everyone look at Rooty and he will go red” and I always did. It has been a big mental barrier throughout my life and career but with age its softening. I does stop me going to the gym as being around others who I think will judge me is just not worth the health benefits. Its a debilitating and I know stupid hang up but whatevs. I should probably go to therapy.
Anyway, I digress…
This time, I thought, nobody will see me, I’m going to take it really slowly and not burn out too early like last time. I’m going to run down the canal in a direction I’ve not been before so at the very least it will be a nice walk. I set off at what can only be described as geriatric pace. I thought, I’ll run for 1 minute on, 1 minute off, like they tell you to do on all of those patronising fitness things for obese people. To my surprise, I felt ok after a minute so thought I’d give it another minute. Again, I felt ok, so thought lets just keep going until i NEED to stop. Honestly, it didn’t happen till about 15 minutes and I was quite impressed with myself. I took a minute break, turned around and set myself the goal of getting back without stopping.
I only gone an done it ain’t I? Albeit at 11 minute mile pace, but longevity is my aim here. In total 28 minutes running over something like 4km.
2 weeks on and I’ve been for 2 further runs with another planned tomorrow. Whilst I’m still putting on weight (mainly because I’m a pig) I’m at least getting some exercise ducks in a row.
Lets just hope I get to FIRE alive.