Picture the scene, Sunday morning, my first lovely warm spring run of the year, running in the middle of nowhere down country lanes, totally on my own, except for my MP3 player who is great company especially when it’s on shuffle play and chucking out dreadful sad 80s rubbish that I don’t want anyone to know I listen to.
Up until now, my most embarrassing running-related moment had been when I realised I was still singing “wig wam bam” whilst running through a village and plodding past a bemused-looking Sunday morning car washer. Then there was the time I was caught emerging from some woodland having nipped in there to do a Paula, and a distinctly fusty member of the wax-jacket brigade demanded to know what I’d been doing on her property. So I told her, which didn’t do much for her general lack of bonhomie towards the world.
That was until last weekend, when my MP3 started belting out the Time Warp from the Rocky Horror Show. I was having a brilliant time in the middle of nowhere, thinking I was totally alone, singing my heart out, when it came to “it’s just a jump to the left”….. so I did. “And then a step to the right”…… well, what’s a girl to do? “With your hands on your hips”….. er, okay, I can run like that. “You bring your knees in tight”…..hmmm, slightly more difficult, but let’s have a go. “It’s just the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane”…. What the hell, I’m game for a laugh. Then hands in the air for “let’s do the time warp again!”. At which point a group of about 20 cyclists who’d been following me down the road for the past half mile zoomed past me, killing themselves laughing.
OH GOD I’M SO EMBARRASSED!!!!!
I wonder if there’s any chance my sunglasses will stop them from recognising me again????
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I certainly can't beat that.
Sounded fun though
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Poor you, though!!!
Oh how we chuckled
Have seen in a race a guy mutter "go johny go" as in the song from back to the future about 3 meters in front guy spins around and says im going as fast as I can!
My skills are lacking then!
moooooooooooooo!
well I do not often run on a treadmill but it had been a cracking hot week and I really was suffering with the heat so my family went off to go swimming I nipped into the gym!
bottle of water, mp3, tissue (important parts there already!!)
trotting along minding my own bussines then I thought drink and little dab of the old forehead.. dropped my tissue bent down to pick it up (yes I had got tready on ish!) next thing I know is the most awful pain in my leg and I am running along on my knees like a demented diddy man! straight off the back but not before taking a huge chunk off the front of my shin (just think wonky shopping trolley one wheel!!) and crashed into the wall with MP3 player still blearing out!!! the best of it was no one came and helped me I quietly left the room clutchin my mp3 player bottle of water and you will all be pleased to hear my snotty now blood covered peice of tissue!!
Beats mine, which is sadly only falling flat on my face in front of a bus stop full of people...
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I have copied and pasted both your tales of woe and sent then to my brother's (he is a runner so will appreciate) work e-mail to give him a laugh when he starts in the morning!
When we first started running together I also threatened (quite violently) to put him on a dog lead if he didn't slow down a bit. He reminded me of that last week as well.
well funny thing is since I wear the tw@t stop clip on the tready!! honestly I do and I must say that I still have a lump which has never been right since falling, I had a sports massage 4 months later and there was still some tender spots!!
I have only done intervals on the tready and it was never my fav bit of equipment but wow the pain of feeling your knees and then your shin burning eek did not need to wax my legs for months!!
2 weeks ago got up early for a run and noticed our kitten hadn't come home in the night, Towards the end of my run, I found him dead as a dodo on the side of the road. Came back home and told my wife and kids who all burst into tears. I went in the car to collect him and brought the body home.
My son came and "identified the body" so I phoned the pet cemetry who told me to bring him down for cremation the following day....... we all sat there in the kitchen feeling pretty low when who should wander home......but OUR KITTEN!!
I had someone else's dead cat in my car and an appointment to have it cremated the following day!!
family and friends found this very funny.... I do feel sorry for the cat owners that we never traced though.