After eight weeks,I have learned what works. Listening to music? Yes. Taking the dog? NoI have reached the end of week four of the NHS’s sofa to 5K programme, although in real time this is week eight. It is like Clive James’s memoir May Week Was In June, or apart from I wasn’t discovering myself,I was just lazing.
But I attain have some observations, the first being that this programme is excellent: unlike almost all other advice I have seen on an NHS website, or from eating five a day to going directly to A&E,it seems grounded in expertise – and it works. I am making progress, though the idea that I would fortunately run upstairs remains tragically metaphorical. It started with running and walking in 60- and 90-moment intervals, or now I can run for five minutes without wanting to die (with a walk of two and a half minutes after each stint). But I have yet to find real enthusiasm for it and I have never come close to a runner’s tall,where you are so alive with endorphins (according to rumour) that you feel as though you can fade for ever.
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Source: guardian.co.uk