Running
Or trying hard not to kill myself....
That's it. I've obviously gone mad. Why's that Rich? I hear you all call (ok, I don't but you get the idea). After 40 odd years of avoiding as many forms of exercise as possible, I've started running and going to the gym. The way I figure it is this. I've had to give up some things I enjoyed like drinking beer (I'll hasten to add that no, I was and have never been an alcoholic, I just enjoyed the taste of beer, and red wine, and whisky and other alcoholic beverages). Anyway, as I can't do these things anymore I may as well make the most of it and attempt to get fit. Obviously I spoke to my cardiologist about this and my heart failure nurse and they both agreed that I'm well enough to start working out. 
I've joined a gym and will be doing my first park run in just over a week (people that know me have been spammed with my fundraising for the Pumping Marvellous Foundation over on Facebook).
Pumping Marvellous is a brilliant charity that raises the profile of heart failure and advocates for those of us that are living with the condition so we are not forgotten when treatment and funding is being discussed. It also provides a place where we can go to for support from others like us. I'm proud to be a part of the PM family and am happy to be raising money for them. If you've got a few quid spare, they are worthy recipients. Head over to their site for a look at the work they do.
