The start

Well not so much the start, but a brief history in time of my start!

It all started with my move back to Preston, from Stroud, gloucs. Upon arriving back, I caught up with an old friend of my, Lindsey. She thought it a good idea that a bit of exercise in my life would be an idea, and so undertook to punish me....

As a bit of background, I will say I could run a mile in about 10 minutes, but that was as far as I could go. Was smoking 20 cigs a day, drinking like a fish and ate hamburgers for Breakfast. Ok maybe a little poetic licence there.

At 13 stone - 12, I was neither fat nor slim.

(please note this was the start of June)

and so it begins....

Alan Raby