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Weariness of the short-distance runner

Once upon a time, in what's fast becoming the dim and distant past, I used to be quite fit and active. I rowed three times a week, went to the gym, did circuit training, and went running. Over time, as different bits of me broke or generally packed up, I started doing yoga, pilates and more walking....and then gradually, nothing. This year has been one of the least active years of my adult life (largely due to the massive cost of the leisure centres nearby) and I'm starting to pay for it.

I went for a 'run' just now, and, even allowing for a brief stop when I tripped over a dog on the pavement, couldn't have been out for more than fifteen minutes.
One woeful mile...shame on me.