…when I’m out running.
Due to being laid up with my now delightfully infected blister (a medic told me she’d only seen bigger blisters on house-fire victims…) I thought I’d list a few of the things I’ve had said/shouted to me recently, whilst I’ve been out running…purely for entertainment reasons.
* Why have you got a solar panel on your arm? (in reference to my iPod).
* That’s what you should be doing, that- lose a bit of weight ( said to heavily pregnant girlfriend pushing a buggy. He was swilling from a can of Carling. It was 10am).
* Run fat girl, run! (from giggly teenage girls smoking Lambert & Butler outside the chip shop).
* F*ck you! You’re a f*cking c***! (from cherubic-faced 7 year olds hitting a burnt out skate ramp with clubs. For fun).
* Oh well done you! Keep going! (lovely posh lady on canal tow path).
* Didn’t I just see you an hour ago?! (on my first 9 mile run. Felt so good to see the look of bewilderment on his face).
* Oh, just give up and walk! (said by saggy-faced woman dragging on a fag. Inexplicably down a remote country lane frequented by fly-tippers).
Have you noticed how only the heavy drinking, pot smoking, poorly educated, low lifes are the ones throwing insults around? Well done to lovely posh lady!
Keep running, stay safe!