Great excitement down at the health club this morning! The Club Manager has decided to run 10 km every day this week for charity.
But he's not hiding away
in the gym, where only the Really Fanatically Fit will see him, oh dear me, no. Bless him, he's set up his running machine in Reception, which means we can't possibly miss him or his collecting tin. Apparently some days he will even be
running in fancy dress...
I was most impressed and also extremely thankful because I have had very little to report on from the health club in recent days and I am sure this has been a disappointment
to you. There have been no really interesting notices on the back of the doors, just something about fake tans. I chose to ignore this as I have decided that I shall revert to the "Pale and Interesting Look" this winter. Think Snow White or
the Hundred and One Dalmations. Without the spots. There was the time someone took my coat and tried to give it to someone else - but to be honest, that was all just far too complicated to explain in the Daily Blog (it all turned out well in the end,
is probably all you need - or want - to know.)
What sparked my admiration, however, was the way our esteemed Club Manager has made his efforts so very, well, VISIBLE. I know if I were attempting
something brave and physically challenging (and that's a very big "if") the last thing I would do would be to announce the fact to the world at large - or even the members of the health club.
B explains that it is the fear of public humiliation which ensures success in such endeavours. You just have to keep going until you reach your target, there's no giving in when to do so would mean advertising your failure to all who had supported you.
Which is fine if you are the Club Manager who could probably run 10k while at the same time sorting out his fancy dress for tomorrow, giving a staff pep talk and eating a banana for his mid-morning snack.
I have decided I shall have to go for a more low-profile fitness challenge. As in, I'm not going to tell anyone what it is, when I'm going to do it, how long it will take me and - most importantly - whether I succeed or fail.
Cheating? Who says that's cheating?