Secondly, I know I'm not actually forty until year after next but, as Sally says in When Harry Met Sally...'But it's out there!'
Inspired by the many superfit people I know (including my awesome brother who runs marathons in the American wilderness) I decided to fight back, rather than sitting on the couch, feeling feeble and moaning about my mild asthma, lack of energy etc and generally declining depressively toward the big 4-0.
Running is really hard for me, but already I can breathe better, look better and enjoy being out in the fresh air. I'm only on week 3, but I have (always a reckless optimist) signed up for a 5K in September.
I would like to thank all the people who have supported me in starting this scary thing, especially my husband Alistair, my friend Fiona and my brother Tim.
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I literally LOLed because you kind of make the "American Wilderness" sound like he might come across a coyote or a bear... or the unibomber.
Not that his runs aren't impressive. I don't know how anyone does anything for 4 hours straight besides sleep, let alone run. But they are on trails in large parks in short driving distance from the city.
Anyway, go you! Who knew the running bug was contagious across an entire ocean. :)
In my mind the American countryside is full of scary animals like bears, lynx, moose and hicks with shotguns...
Oh, well, you're kind of right about the hicks with shotguns. They're scary. :)
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