Arresting the slide . . .

Arresting the slide . . .

How do you take steps to arrest the slide into middle-aged paunchiness and general deterioration?  Well, there are a number of things you can do, but each person has his or her own plan according to what best suits them.

For my part, when I was at school (not all that long ago) I was always picked for the cross-country running team.  I was light (weedy) and would have preferred to be on the right wing for the football team but, sadly, I only ever made the ‘B’ team; they seemed to get a fixture only once a season, so running ended up as my only competitive sporting option.  I hated it but, annoyingly, I found it fairly easy and usually did OK.  Once I had finished my O-Levels (GCSEs to the readership) I announced my retirement from running, having decided upon a sedentary career in the law.  On balance, it was a good choice, and not one about which I have too many regrets.  Problem is: I’m now approaching the wrong side of my first half-century, and although I have kept up with the football side of things (purely from an armchair manager’s perspective) it’s done nothing to slow down ‘the spread’.

A few years ago, some of us were encouraged to get our act together for a 10-km run in Wargrave, which we did in branded Blaser Mills T-shirts sporting the slogan ‘Breath-taking Briefs’, which was fun and I did it in just under an hour, or 57 minutes something (I only cared about taking less than an hour at the time).  Anyway, on 30th June this year, having continued to run on and off over the years since Wargrave, I did the Thame 10-km run, this time in 52 minutes 24 seconds.  It’s a flatter course than Wargrave’s, so more manageable for a man in my condition.  I raised a few quid for my 16-year-old boy’s World Challenge trip next year, so that’s nice.  He bounded ahead and finished in 45 minutes something . . . . I also took my GP friend with me, both training and on the run (purely for Health & Safety and insurance risk assessment purposes) and so here’s a photo of us all after the event.  The shades are to hide my bulging, puffy eyes caused by heat exhaustion.

I also recently played tennis at a ‘networking’ event in Warwickshire, and so I may try a grand slam event next year once my course of physio is over.  I didn’t even know I had a muscle there!

Jon Lilley is Managing Partner and a specialist in Commercial Litigation, and he can be contacted at:
jtl@blasermills.co.uk
01494 478 602