Why You Should Run
I was never good at running at school. I blamed it on the P.E. class I was in: the class I was in was inhabited by girls and boys that wore large mens clothing who had muscles in their legs that worked really well without them having to do a thing, it seemed; the kind of pupils who were good at everything, there wasn’t one thing they were bad at. How was a weedy little lad supposed to compete with that? A lad who got flattened in the rugby scum and was about as good at maths as he was walking past girls and not falling over from the shock of their perfume?
Over the years, I carried the ’not good at running so don’t even try’thing in to my adult years. Then, one day, a guy at work – who had clearly been one of those pupils who was good at everything at school – said “come out for a run, ok? It’s good!”
I said “I’ve heard that before, I’m not falling in to this trap. We’re not fourteen years old, you can’t make me!”
Malcolm looked at me strangely. “Ok…fine…” he said, “but why are you acting like we’re at secondary school?”
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The next week there I was out on the field with hot-shot Malcolm. I wasn’t expecting much, just to get around the field without collapsing or having Malcolm laugh in my face and inducing a heart attack…but to my surprise, once we’d started I really enjoyed it! I mean loved it! I couldn’t work it out! The best thing? Malcolm wasn’t as quick as he made out: for once I was not the one with the stitch!
What I am saying is this: have a go at running or jogging. Just because you were useless at P.E. At school doesn’t mean you will be now! (If you are still useless though, sorry, I can’t take responsibility for it).
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