June 2014

[Charliecat5]

Pin him down, don't let him sleep and kick him in the head... and then, and only just then, can I beat the man up hill and along river.

I refer you to Sweder's post of last night for an explanation of how he got himself into this state... and beyond... but for me it was a bonus.

When he eventually turned up for the second time (having forgotten his shoes the first) we set off for a 10 miler over to Kingston, up the ridge, down the yellow brick road to Southease and back along the river. And it was a tremendous run. The sun shone, the birds sung, the frogs frolicked and I was out in front - flying up Kingston Ridge, cruising along the tops, dancing along the river and sprinting to a finish at the Swan. OK, he had only managed 2 hours sleep the night before, was running off a hangover, suffering from a dodgy knee and had certain issues with his bowels that I'd rather not go into here... or indeed ever again... ever.

But that's not the point... I was out in front.

Having said that, following my post run nutritional re-loading: 3 pints of ale, 2 packs of crisps and a mini pork pie, I went to bed. The Animal (aka Sweder) went out drinking with neighbours until the wee small hours.

I salute you, you mad f****r.