I don’t like running. In fact, I’d even go so far as to say I hate it. To begin with, I’m slow. My all-out sprint is another person’s gentle jog. True, I’m in my fifties, but that’s no excuse. People a whole lot older than me regularly zip past me on the sidewalks, chatting to their buddies, bopping to their tunes, and barely breaking a sweat. Meanwhile, I’m gasping for breath and gritting my teeth in determination. It’s downright humiliating. When it comes to technique, the best I can say is that I manage to propel myself along. Oh, sure – I’ve attended a couple of clinics. And I tried to put the instructor’s advice into practice, consciously leaning forward, reminding myself to pull. But I can’t say it’s made a lot of difference. To read more click here!
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