Keeping it honest

I recently watched a very funny movie called "Run, Fat Boy, Run," and in this story, about an overweight Englishman trying to win back his girlfriend and redeem his life through training for and running a London marathon, there is a pertinent piece of training advice. It occurs in a dialogue between the hero of our story, Dennis Doyle, and his best friend Gordon:


Gordon: Go on then, run!

Dennis: Isn't there some kind of, like,... special technique?

Gordon: Well... yeah... you put one leg in front of the other, over and over again, really, really fast.

Good advice.

So today, Saturday, February 21st, I did just that, for better or worse, and found out that I'm somewhere on the lower end of the spectrum, fitness-wise, BUT not at the bottom. Let's consider the spectrum:

Low end: Bill Murray before he joins the army in "Stripes."

High end: Demi Moore in "G.I. Jane."

I can't do one-armed push ups, nor will I consider shaving my head, but I'm not quite at the point of having to dry out before I'm thirty, thirty having come and gone a decade and a half ago.
So, one leg in front of the other, indeed.