1st step taken

Woke up this morning and it was all a bit gorillas-in-the-mist.  Bit the bullet and went out for the first session from the running-for-corpses bit of the book anyway.  Actually, ooing and aahing at the new trainers and the new t-shirt and getting various bits and bobs shrouded in lycra without their going all internal (yes, I ALWAYS wear something else on the top, I'm considerate that way) took significantly longer than the run itself.  Plus, having done the warm up exercises I had to stop for a cigarette before I went anywhere.

Anyway, 3minutes walking, 2 minutes running, 4 times, for a total of 20 minutes actually didn't kill me.  Pruning, propping, staking, weeding and trimming this afternoon (having spent a couple of hours in my customary prone position (photo not of me, of my cat, but gives you the picture without the nausea of the real thing!) watching the Grand Prix - great race for the minor positions, but a bot of a Vettel-not-really-in-the-same-race-as-everyone-else yawnfest up the front) in the garden in the FINALLY HERE scorching sunshine has nearly finished me off, though.

In what might turn out to be an excess of enthusiasm, I have also bought cycling shorts in the expectation of cycling to work.  That's not a topic for this blog, though, so will only share if anything remotely interesting happens.  Which it might.  Some of the regular cyclists on my commute are worse than the worst roadrage chavs if you take your time.

If anyone else out there is starting a fitness programme from scratch and happens to come across this, feel free to comment and let me know where you're reporting your progress!  I'll follow and we can set up our own mutual appreciation/support circle.

Sunday dinner and a drink now.  We've decided organising furniture on the decking is beyond our caring capabilities for this weekend.

Byee.

Time to try again

So, reverted to vegetable status following the Brighton marathon in 2010.  I have put my name down again for London next year - got to do the London marathon in London Olympics year, right?  Having spent a fortune on new kit (always the best bit!) I am now waiting for the promised weekend sunshine to show up.  I'm NOT doing my first run in the rain, it will put me off doing another one and my willpower is, obviously, fairly minimal.

I will be starting from scratch again, using the rather marvellous 'Marathon from start to finish'.  This will include the core strength exercises, which I neglected in my training for Brighton.  This, by the way, was blogged on The Argus website here, and I think I managed to get most of those posts onto here.  Anyway, I will be starting with the build up programme which involves a bunch of run-walks getting me to being able to run for 30 minutes non-stop.  My new GPS pedometer (which is a multi-sport jobbie, I'm thinking of switching to triathlons in future to reduce the load on the old - 40 bloody years old - knees) has wireless auto connecty thing to the Garmin website where I'll be tracking my progress.  If I can share that with you for extra laughs, I will.

Only thing holding me back now is the weather.  COME ON SUNSHINE!