My mum used to run when I was young. I particularly remember being on holiday and having to drop her off somewhere so she could run back to the place we were staying. I think I thought it was a bit weird at the time. Certainly, when she would try and get me to go with her, I wasn’t in the least bit interested and I’d be moaning, “Oh my God, I’m going to die”.
I then tried running about 15 years ago in an attempt to get fit, but it was half-hearted to be honest. It didn’t really stick.