What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail.
Well, I remember when Arthur Lydiard was coaching Peter Snell, this was back in the early sixties. He ‘allegedly’ said – and I write from a decaying memory – that anyone could be trained to run a mile in under four minutes, using his methods. Next day, it is rumored that a fifty year old man, overweight, smoking a cigar, turned up at training and asked Lydiard to fulfill his promise.
Well, maybe it was Percy Cerruti training Herb Elliott. Same time frame. Different memories. Great coaches and great athletes. So here am I, at eighty (well, nearly), and I have always wanted to run a mile in under four minutes. My fastest time was 4:07 – downhill, with a following wind, during the Bristol University Rag Run (1966 – Bristol – Stamford Bridge – Hastings – Bristol). So, I am guaranteed not to fail, eh? I also hope you will guarantee that I do not fall, eh? And can I use both my canes, or only one, eh?
Okay, so this is how we’ll do it. You load me on the back of a flat bed truck. It has one of those walkways on it, with handrails on both sides, like they use in the rehabilitation centers. I won’t need my canes then. The truck drives a measured mile, in 3 minutes and 59 seconds exactly, and I “run aka speed walk aka speed lurch” all the way, hanging on to the handrails, thus covering a measured mile, in under four minutes, and achieving a life-time goal, attempting which I am guaranteed not to fail.
What was that line from Man of La Mancha aka DQ (and I don’t mean Dairy Queen) – “to dream the impossible dream.” And now, tired from my exertions, I will take a brief siesta and see if, in my impossible dreams, I can bring that time down a little bit lower. New world record, anyone?
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