Me!

Me!
After the Brighton Marathon 2010

Friday 22 May 2009

Been for a run. Sort of.

First one for...ooo...months and months. And therefore, not surprisingly, hideous both for me and for anyone unfortunate enough to have seen me. Children crying, old people with zimmer frames and cataracts asking me to 'move along, please', pregnant mothers asking if I'm taking the piss running around with a pillow stuffed up my t-shirt and 'do you know how it really feels'. That sort of thing.

Was out for about 30 minutes and, with no batteries for my pedometer and therefore just estimating against how far I remember being able to get when I was in regular training, I'm about 15% worse than before.

But then, with the excess I'm lugging around lately, as Patsy Stone once said, 'It is a miracle that I can walk at all.' She also said, 'Smoking is good for you.' Ab Fab was brilliant, wasn't it. All sort of like the bible. Which bits do you just believe and which require a value judgement?

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