Fat to Fast

The’ not so’ secret diary of one woman's attempt to get from a ten minute mile to nearer eight miles per minute!

Following a year plagued by injury and illness the pounds have sneaked on, slowing me down. Ok, I was never up there with the ‘whippets’ of the club but club standards were only seconds away instead of the current hours. That may be an exaggeration but only just, as we all know every second can seem like a minute.

How can one letter make such a difference to performance? Apparently each extra pound makes for a four second delay in running speed. So it’s a case of laying off the chocs and putting on the running shoes, or maybe I could try chewing on a running shoe instead!

So, in between chewing on the lettuce leaves, (don't worry I am not doing anything that daft), I need to work out how to make my fat little body go faster than it’s ever gone before.

I can produce a strong sprint finish but how can I translate that into miles, or even a mile would do for starters. Maybe I’ll get one of the lads to chase me with a tasar gun, or have some sort of James Bond rocket boosters inserted into my shoes!

For further accounts of my progress - watch this space………

Written by: Sue Jones

Submitted: 7^th January 2009

Edited by: Brenda J Earnshaw WRR Editor