I’ve never been very good at any sports or anything active-ish. I always wanted to be though. When I was a kid, I used to do swimming lessons swiftly followed by football training and table tennis in the same afternoon/evening, desperate to be amazing at a sport.

I was OK at swimming. I hated diving and swimming underwater but the rest of it, I could get by. I didn’t have the stamina to do hundreds of lengths like my best friend though.

Football, I was terrible at. A shame as I was so, so desperate to be good. I adored football at the time and it was a bigger love for me than even video games. Again I didn’t have the stamina, plus I was too scared of being hit by the ball which isn’t great. Especially not during my brief stint as a goalie. I have fantastic memories of my time with the team though, we all felt so proud to be part of an all girl’s team as they seemed so rare. I was desperate to be the next Gary Lineker or Alan Shearer. Pity I was a) the wrong gender and b) terrible at football.

To be fair, I was potentially very good at table tennis. Without sounding too ‘tooting my own horn’ ish, my instructor reckoned I’d be good enough to play for Wales (don’t laugh, I know they’re not a big nation for the sport but hey, it’s nice to know!) if I kept at it. I didn’t keep at it though. Instead, seemingly intimidated by the fact that I could have actually been good at something, I pulled out and didn’t bother going back. Shame really. In hindsight, I’d have loved to have carried it on, but I guess for reasons only known to my brain at the time, I didn’t really want to. So I went back to playing video games instead, ironically probably the reason why my hand to eye co-ordination was good enough for table tennis in the first place!

Since all that though, I’ve not done any sports whatsoever. I used to walk a fair bit while I lived in Stafford out of necessity and ended up rather fit then (and very thin – helped by the fact that instead of feeding myself properly, I’d buy games instead) but that’s about it.

Fortunately I’ve *touches wood* always been relatively slim despite not really watching what I eat.

Before I broke my foot, I was planning on taking up jogging. It seemed like a good, cheap way of getting fit. I never got round to it out of idleness then I broke my foot.

I broke my foot in July 2009 but it’s been causing me hassle ever since. It’s much improved but still dodgy depending on what I do. Sinan Kubba and Lewis Denby will no doubt remember the trouble I had at the London Games Festival launch in October and by the halfway point of the first day of the Eurogamer Expo, I was in a bit of trouble.

I’m not sure if it’s better than that now as it hasn’t really been tested for that length of time and walking around.

However in an effort to try to rebuild it and to regain some stamina, I’ve taken up walking.

It should have been jogging. I tried it on the first day a few weeks ago. Every thud of my foot hurt. I only managed about 30 seconds of slow jogging before deciding it best to give up before I caused further damage. It took nearly a week for my foot to return back to ‘normal’. ‘Normal’ being where it just aches or stiffens up after I do a lot. My foot sucks.

This is meant to be a positive entry though, not a whine about my foot.

Refusing to give up, I decided to walk instead.

I’m not walking hugely far, nor for hugely long distances. It’s not really anything to be proud of but I’m pleased to be sticking at it. I’m hoping to do more too, once my foot accepts it.

I’m walking three times a week for 20 minutes at a time. I follow the same route of about 1.2 miles around where I live. The first walk was at a measly 3.03mph for 1.03 miles yet it still felt tough as anything. Today I managed 1.2 miles with an average speed of 3.6mph and it felt much easier to do than the first walk. That’s in the space of 8 walks.

I do feel quite pleased. I feel frustrated that I can’t jog as I think that would help all the more. In the back of my head, I keep remembering the physio in my last session saying ‘You don’t run, do you?’ and when I said no, looking quite relieved and saying ‘Oh that’s good then’. I should have questioned why it was good but it didn’t occur to me at the time even though I thought it was a bit strange.

I’m hoping though that the walking will do the trick, it’ll either rebuild my foot sufficiently or at least I’ll gain satisfaction from it.

I think once I finish this week’s walking, I’m going to change routes and go for a longer walk and work on that, again building up the speed once more.

RunKeeper is a godsend for keeping track of such things and it’s really motivating me which is good. I like the nerdy ability to come home and check exactly what I’ve done and how many calories I’ve burned and all that.

I should take up swimming really as it’s low/non-existent impact but that requires more effort as I’d have to drive somewhere and pay too. Plus I’d have to be seen in public in a swimsuit and despite not being fat, I still feel distinctly uncomfortable at the thought!

It sounds like a pun but I think I’ll walk before I run and go swimming when I’m feeling braver 😉

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  1. Marco Fiori

    I bought Runkeeper this time last year, but got put off jogging in the cold. This afternoon I actually felt like going for a run. I need to measure to pace on my photowalks at lunchtime, especially as I’ll start doing them more with better weather on the way!

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