First Run since high school

I'd been meaning to take up jogging for a little while. I've always had in the back of my mind the thought that one day i'd like to run a marathon. Perhaps it seemed like the sort of thing one should do. Some people aspire to write a book, some to swim the channel, some to see Bury win two games on the trot but I'd always fancied running for 26 miles in a single day.

A couple of my work colleagues did the Great North Run - 13 miles, a half marathon and then I watched the DVD - run Fatboy Run where our hero Denis Doyle (Simon Pegg) runs a marathon and I thought I'd rather fancy that.

I began to fantacise about my running. Marathons in London and New York, I could extend it to fell running as i've always enjoyed the hills and general outdoors. Then there was a news article on telly about a national fell run - it was a sign!

Finally, on Monday the 17th of November 2008, when i'd had the day off work. I was bored and something needed to be dropped off at a house at the end of our street I decided to put my masterplan into action. I said to the wife, "I'm going for a run. And I'll drop this thing round to that woman's house whilst i'm at it, then i'll take the long route back."

I went upstairs, put on my shorts, a tshirt and my old trainers and went for a run.

Its about a half a mile to the end of our street and I successfully ran about half that distance before becoming overcome with exhaustion. So I walked for a bit, then ran, then walked and finished off running. I reckon I probably ran a quarter of a mile, walked a quarter of a mile, ran about a sixth, walked a sixth and finished with a final flourish when I knew my wife and daughter would be watching. I scrapped the idea of taking the long route home. Seemed like hard work.

I wonder if i'll ever go for a run again. I'd like to think I will, but we'll see. This'll be a crap blog if I don't.