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Sex as Athletics Training
Sex as Athletics Training Watching the Commonwealth Games reminded me of my somewhat unorthodox, but effective early training regime. Any budding candidates for Rio, take note. There is no better way. I was school 400 metre champion. 54 seconds. Which is funny 'cos I hate running really. But not many people know how much sex it took me to get there. I was at a boarding school in a well known English town. And I also had a girlfriend, ( we know her as Lizzy, ) living there. As I may have mentioned before, Lizzy was thoroughly gorgeous. A big generous smile, reminiscent of Lauren Bacall, kind, but forceful and self possessed, tall, swimmer's shoulders, flat stomach, long, wrap around legs and a mischievous desire to learn all she could about sex. From me. I think of her a lot these days actually, I'm not entirely sure why, except that she is now very successful in her career and is occasionally in the news. And I still care about her, even though we haven't seen each other now for twenty years, and it is over thirty since I last slept with her. But at seventeen our relationship was at its height. And the school I was at, being very progressive, allowed senior boarders out of school any time after classes were over, provided you were back by 6.30 pm role call. And so my year and a half of training for the 400 metres began. I mean seventeen year old boys will do most things for sex, any old sex, let alone the kind of excited learning curve Lizzy and I went on. Her parents both worked, so conveniently for us the house was usually empty on weekday afternoons. Pretty much everyday I would be lying close to her, feeling the warmth of her soft skin against mine and glowing inwardly as well as on the surface when the clock ticked round to six twenty. Tearing myself away I would realise I had less than ten minutes to make the three quarter mile trip back to school without missing roll call, and would start running. Most days it was more like five minutes and I would be close to flat out the whole way, because if you were late, you might not be allowed out in future, and that would have been a disaster! I always wanted to be a high jumper, but I couldn't master the flop. I wasn't quite quick enough for the sprints and I can't be bothered to keep running for more than a few minutes, so I entered the 400. And found no one could beat me. If I set out at marginally less than a sprint, then I'd get round the bend level with the pack and cruise down to the line as all the others tied up behind me. (Let's not get carried away - I am well aware that even back then, the record was over ten seconds quicker, so I do know my times weren't anything to be overly proud of. ) The time I ran 54 was in an inter schools competition, and the first and only time I ever found anyone ahead of me in the straight, so I pushed myself a bit and got passed him five metres from the line. Like I said, I hate running, and I'm not sure I ever really ran as fast as I possibly could, but the training came very naturally to me, lol. |
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LOL....it always helps to have a good reason for training....yours was the best! ~~Anais Nin~~
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LOL....it always helps to have a good reason for training....yours was the best!
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Ah...the side benefits of lust! At least you realized that you were competitive beyond the sex! I think at 17, for a guy, that shows amazing self-awareness!!! Lol...
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omg! LOL trained by circumstances... totally love this story! --Author Unknown
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Ah...the side benefits of lust! At least you realized that you were competitive beyond the sex! I think at 17, for a guy, that shows amazing self-awareness!!! Lol...
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omg! LOL trained by circumstances... totally love this story! I like this story too - it reminds me of a very happy time.
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Now your secrete is out, all the runners will want to use your method of training.
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Now your secrete is out, all the runners will want to use your method of training.
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I was only seventeen, and she was very sexy. 0:54 would probably have been okay! First time out anyway. Or is that first time in?
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see nothing is so entertaining as real life,...what a story
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