Written today, for https://fivedotoh.com/2023/06/04/fowc-with-fandango-slim/
A slim chance, but it was better than no chance at all.
She wanted to run the marathon, in just a year.
In a month she had lost nearly a stone.
Her trainer told her to take it easy – some stretches, the treadmill for ten minutes. It was like taking the dog for a walk, but without being pulled when there was another dog. Set on fast, she tried running at first. Nope, that wouldn’t work. Slow, and easy, without getting out of breath.
She was walking for ten minutes now, building up to fifteen.
Her legs ached a little less for losing weight, and she was able to walk up the stairs without feeling old. Life, was for living. Perhaps she could join a dance class. They looked interesting, and fun.
Getting old, didn’t mean slowing down
It was brilliant, going shopping. She could pick up a dress from the rack, without trying it on. It was easier because the other people in her slimming group, suffered with the same doubts about food.
Writer Ravenclaw 