In praise of taking it slowly

I LOVE Gentle Gary ! Ah yes, a man who warms you up slowly, lets you take it at your own pace, advises you to slow down, so you can make it to the finish, encourages you as you reach the finish and congratulates you when you do !! What's not to love ? Last night he had 150 women like putty in his hands. The first night of week 4 had come and boy was I nervous. The 3 minute run ...I knew I could handle, but the 5 minute run was a completely new venture for me and I could not convince myself that I would make it....BUT I DID ! I could not believe the pride within me as I managed it, redfaced... yes, puffing... yes, aching... yes but I did it. And so did everyone else. All around me were smiling faces of achievement, alot less expletives than usual and a general feeling of well being. Born a B*****S was there but I have renamed him the Dusky Digger due to his natural tan and I no longer hold him in contempt, as he ran every inch of the way with us. The Dancing Butcher offered to give me a quick smack with a skinny stick to encourage me, but I reminded him that I am more the pleasure than pain type, so gratefully declined. The Silver Fox was in great form, when our warm down consisted of crouching down and shoving things between our legs...a bit like an Ann Somers party, but great fun. There was no sign of Little Big Horn, Rapid Ronan or Mr. Boot Camp...the b*****d...but no doubt they will feature in the next few weeks and will each bring their own style. For now Gentle Gary is my man, as like a Toyota Avensis, I am built for comfort ...not for speed !