Whoever called it a ‘fun’ run was lying

Heaven only knows what I was thinking last week when I said I’d do a 5k run. So what if I was talking about a year down the line? I still can’t walk up the five flights of stairs to the office without sounding like the Hogwarts Express. In fact, there’s a video on YouTube that just about sums up the state I’m in by the time I reach the last step.

I’ve also discovered that not only do I hate exercise, I don’t like getting hot and sweaty either. Which is pretty much the point. How am I going to get over this? If I don’t tackle it now, it’ll be the giant slipper for me.
Do you think hypnotherapy would work? Have you ever had it? If you have please let me know how you got on. I did once see a hypnotherapist do a stage act and I’m obviously susceptible because when he told me my hands were stuck together and I couldn’t move them – he was right! I bet Paul McKenna would cure me. He’s cured all the stars of their fears and phobias, hasn’t he? Anyway, I’m not likely to be flying out to LA to see him in the near future, so if you want to recommend someone, please feel free! In the meantime I shall ponder why it is that not doing exercise is so very – enjoyable.