10. Exercise
Greg have always been reasonably fit, the chasing, the running around after Sherlock, and playing football on weekends with some mates, kept him in shape most of the time.
Then the event was announced.
The Yard will participate in the annual charity London Run. There are two categories, 5 mile and 10 mile. To raise the maximum amount of money they have to participate in the 10 mile one.
The problem was, that out of all the let's say more 'senior' detectives he was the most in shape so the responsibility to lead the young Yarders was strong. He is to lead by example.
So, goodbye donuts and crisps and chips for lunch...and breakfast even dinner sometime.
He worked out a schedule to start running but that fell flat when he was too sore and stiff to get up the next morning.
Sherlock noticed the sluggish walk and deduced it in one sentence. A very long sentence. Greg will forever be astounded by the way Sherlock can talk without breathing.
Mycroft called him that afternoon and set up a meeting. He decided to play personal trainer with Greg and his exercise. After all he can read Greg like a book so no need for formulas and schedules and so on. Greg can train on the treadmill with Mycroft keeping watch and to train him in the art of long distance running instead of short sprints.
Greg made excellent progress when the rewards from the British Government were so wonderfully incentive orientated.
The day of the marathon Greg was ready. He put in two months of hard work and was looking good. His thighs were strong, his stomach flat, and he found it sexy that his sticker with info on front and back looked flat. Mycroft rolled his eyes and kissed him good luck.
"Oh Gregory my dearest, run as if I'm waiting at the finish line."
"You will be right?" Greg asked with a hint of worry.
"Oh yes. But imagine me as waiting only for you with long uninterrupted evening ahead."
Needless to say, Greg broke the record for his age group. The fact that the Yard raised more than what they hoped for, was just a bonus.