Run Report by Jerome
The Five Horsehoes at Maidensgrove on a beautiful summer’s evening was the venue for this week’s run and a fine setting indeed.
Attending were Jules, Chris, Amanda, Susie, Spider, Duds, Steve, Selwyn, David, Kate, Presso, myself and a new runner named Pete Robinson who obviously has been sailing around the world and forgot to stop the first time round. I thought he looked reasonably fit but someone else (can’t remember who) thought a few pounds had found their way on to his midriff. The highlight of the attire was the Roddicks skin tight tops. No prizes for guessing who looked better in theirs.
Fortunately we set off down the steepest hill on the running circuit, so steep that if there was a fresh dump of snow on it the avalanche risk would be 5 on the avalancheometer.
The first two miles was very up and down to the extent that at the first opportunity David, Presso Pete and Selwyn found the alternative route home. The rest of us continued to run into the distance with one person particularly wondering whether he had made a mistake.
However despite some nervous (I’m not sure where we are) looks from Jules the map reader we ran through some lovely woods with fast conditions before coming across a pretty pond with the sun shining just behind – this made it all worthwhile…..NOT!
Shortly after this Kate who had not been running with her usual smoothness, indeed she looked like she had a weight on her shoulders, had to stop. It turned out that the weight wasn’t in her shoulders but elsewhere and it needed to be offloaded.
Obviously this wasn’t clear to the runners until the time elapsed made it clear that this wasn’t the usual stop. Indeed as we looked back a couple of cows started to get a little fruity and we wondered whether they had seen something. Somehow these cows turned out to be Rhodesian Ridgebacks or so Presso and Rodders were discussing afterwards. Somehow I missed the point of this bit and would ask that this is clarified by return.
We finished with the steepest hill on the running circuit and it was disappointing to see that a chairlift hadn’t been installed in anticipation of the snow. For those who ran up it respect and for those who walked respect too.
The pub was hospitable and quiet – yet another sign of the deepening economic crisis in the UK. Steve & Jules started discussing Nintendo Wii’s and at that point a few of us started discussing the commercial opportunities of X rated Wii’s that you can somehow gain sexual satisfaction from. If Jules and Steve think this has potential then please call me.
David disappeared after a drink to dinner somewhere – is there something going on?
At this point and as I moved on to another pint of Krone my memory starts to fade.
That’s pretty much it other than to say thankyou to all who sponsored fred for her walk this weekend and that next week we are running from Jules and Amanda’s house starting at 6.45 in order to watch the Champion League Final. Someone said that we had to wear Blue or Red for the run but frankly the final is a farce because the team that should be there (Arsenal if you don’t know) got knocked out due to a bent referee paid off by the two finalists.
I assume that the hosts would like confirmation of attendees as soon as possible in order to prepare for the onslaught of us Glasgow Rangers fans.
Until next week………………………….Jerome
PS: Sorry Kate
Attending were Jules, Chris, Amanda, Susie, Spider, Duds, Steve, Selwyn, David, Kate, Presso, myself and a new runner named Pete Robinson who obviously has been sailing around the world and forgot to stop the first time round. I thought he looked reasonably fit but someone else (can’t remember who) thought a few pounds had found their way on to his midriff. The highlight of the attire was the Roddicks skin tight tops. No prizes for guessing who looked better in theirs.
Fortunately we set off down the steepest hill on the running circuit, so steep that if there was a fresh dump of snow on it the avalanche risk would be 5 on the avalancheometer.
The first two miles was very up and down to the extent that at the first opportunity David, Presso Pete and Selwyn found the alternative route home. The rest of us continued to run into the distance with one person particularly wondering whether he had made a mistake.
However despite some nervous (I’m not sure where we are) looks from Jules the map reader we ran through some lovely woods with fast conditions before coming across a pretty pond with the sun shining just behind – this made it all worthwhile…..NOT!
Shortly after this Kate who had not been running with her usual smoothness, indeed she looked like she had a weight on her shoulders, had to stop. It turned out that the weight wasn’t in her shoulders but elsewhere and it needed to be offloaded.
Obviously this wasn’t clear to the runners until the time elapsed made it clear that this wasn’t the usual stop. Indeed as we looked back a couple of cows started to get a little fruity and we wondered whether they had seen something. Somehow these cows turned out to be Rhodesian Ridgebacks or so Presso and Rodders were discussing afterwards. Somehow I missed the point of this bit and would ask that this is clarified by return.
We finished with the steepest hill on the running circuit and it was disappointing to see that a chairlift hadn’t been installed in anticipation of the snow. For those who ran up it respect and for those who walked respect too.
The pub was hospitable and quiet – yet another sign of the deepening economic crisis in the UK. Steve & Jules started discussing Nintendo Wii’s and at that point a few of us started discussing the commercial opportunities of X rated Wii’s that you can somehow gain sexual satisfaction from. If Jules and Steve think this has potential then please call me.
David disappeared after a drink to dinner somewhere – is there something going on?
At this point and as I moved on to another pint of Krone my memory starts to fade.
That’s pretty much it other than to say thankyou to all who sponsored fred for her walk this weekend and that next week we are running from Jules and Amanda’s house starting at 6.45 in order to watch the Champion League Final. Someone said that we had to wear Blue or Red for the run but frankly the final is a farce because the team that should be there (Arsenal if you don’t know) got knocked out due to a bent referee paid off by the two finalists.
I assume that the hosts would like confirmation of attendees as soon as possible in order to prepare for the onslaught of us Glasgow Rangers fans.
Until next week………………………….Jerome
PS: Sorry Kate
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