You got me thinking Zonker, joggers are miserable looking buggers aren't they?
Every year when the London marathon is on, I sit down and watch it on the telly and every year I think to myself that I would love to do that! The feeling lasts for about 2 days and then I come to my senses. I watched a series once on TV about preparing 5 or 6 people for the marathon. They weren't your average people either. From what I can remember, one was blind, one had suffered a severe head injury when he was knocked off his bike in London, one was so unfit that his pulse rate was similar to a person in a coma and there was a lady who obviously liked her pies.
Apart from one, I think it was the fat bird,they all completed the marathon. It was brilliant and I thought to myself then, if they can, I can, but I still haven't.
I used to be a member of the gym in our local 4/5 star Shire Inn hotel. I was a member for years but I didn't go that much. One of my friends was having some time with a person trainer and I was congratulating her on her commitment, and said I wished I could be like her. She only went and blabbed this to her trainer and the next time I was in the gym, he collared me with some advice on my workout and before I knew it he had me signed up for a series of ten sessions. I remember my first time, I didn't know what had hit me. I left that hotel and I couldn't feel my legs, it was the weirdst feeling, they weren't attached to my body, well that's what it felt like.
Well the 10 sessions stretched on to 40 over a period of 5 months. The only thing I achieved was to put on weight. He had me pushing so much weight with my legs that my jeans were beginning to get tight round my thighs and I had developed muscles on my muscles. I binned the sessions and binned the gym too. It was such a relief when I cancelled my direct debit! No more feeling guilty cause I hadn't been to the gym. I had my life back!
BTW I like Simon Pegg. I will look out for that film. I much prefer the cinema to the gym.