I didn’t take up running until I was 40. My life insurer was offering 50% off running shoes. I went along to Sweatshop to buy a pair, thinking to use them for a 5 minute jog on the treadmill after my gym session. “Why don’t you come along to our running group on Sunday mornings?”, the store manager said. So I did, and within a year I was running my first Half and in the second year I did the London Marathon.
Looking back, I did enjoy running on the rare occasion we did it in PE at school. It was the only sport at which I didn’t humiliate myself. However, I was given no encouragement to take it any further, which is a great source of regret.