Quote: so please keep going.....
Ok I will then...
As you will be able to note if you take a look
Here, I am not really built for fartleking..
And although he probably doesn't realise it, (and I pay crap wages), Brian AKA Raizor Blue has become my online mentor. So if he reckons speed work is called for instead of hills, well then that's fab by me.
Out tonight then for a session of slow, slightly less slow, followed by slow recovery (repeat until shagged out
)
Clock time: 60.a bit minutes.
Time spent running: about 58 minutes.
Time spent arguing with some tosser who has obviously never read The Highway Code: about 2 minutes.
But
how sad is this???, I actually came home
and checked it!!! ....Rule 146.
Crossing a wide T-junction, this Teenage Arse in a 10 year old Nova (arn't they all?) blared his crappy 2-tone horn as he came hurtling around the corner. Having first checked that he wasn't going to run me over, I actually stopped in the road - as did he. A few choice phrases followed, culminating (if I recall correctly) in me telling him he was an *ahem* "Ignorant fuckwit" and suggesting that he should "Get someone to read the Highway Code" to him.
I then plodded off to a stream of expletives....
I was lucky really. He was alone so there was no one to appear
hard for. I was about twice his size, and I had the dog with me.
Oh the joys of running.
p.s. 6.14 miles covered.
Regrettably posted by andy...
