I have finally got off my increasingly large backside to do some exercise. At the moment it is killing me, but I know from previous experience, that it will get better.
For a very long time I was super fit – rugby in the winter, squash, tennis, cricket, golf and fell walking (with 30lb rucksacks) in the summer. I even worked as a labourer in a timber yard which, believe me, put hairs on my chest.
But exercise – and looking after myself – slowly waned as work, women and wine (not necessarily in that order) took over. I exercised like hell before I got married but that was purely out of vanity …
To cut a long story short, I have recently had my butt invaded by doctors checking for early signs of cancer, I’ve had blood tests, and I’m even eating more salad and hardly any red meat. Now I’m taking part in Catherine Burns’ Couch Potato to 5K event – and I am determined to win the men’s event. (By the way, out of about 50/60 people who have signed up, only five are men …… see what I’m sayin’……)
Why? Well apart from the fact that I was running out of holes in my belt, I kind of thought it would be nice to be around to give my daughter away at her wedding and to hold my first grandchild.
I’d also like to take advantage of my silver years to see a few of the places I’ve not seen with my wife, Elizabeth.
What am I saying? Men: it is not just about you. If you don’t do exercise and get yourself checked out you will miss a lot of the good things in life and those around you will miss you for the rest of their lives.
Oh and by the way, I recommend female doctors for ‘that’ test – their fingers are a lot smaller …..