Monday, January 11

running and walking and holiday photie

The old guys who sometimes visit here run for miles. But they have the advantage of a suitable climate. Where I live, runners tend to melt. Nevertheless, yesterday morning after the usual walk, when I could be sure all the old injuries had fully warmed up, I ran once round the park. Four minutes or so. Pathetic, but there was no damage, so I'll do it again.

When I run there are usually several useful side effects, some of them printable. For one thing, for the rest of the day the appetite soars. Yesterday, five o'clock nibbles went on for so long, I had to open a second bottle of beer! If I can just run a couple of times a week and avoid injury, I'll end up eating enough to achieve fat bastardhood.





On holiday recently, I did lots of walking, which is good but not as good as running. In the photo, you can just see the cellmate disappearing over the horizon in an attempt to avoid being in the shot.


6 comments:

  1. Albert? That's a scary photie with a wonderful tree in it! I wouldn't run if I were you. You'll hurt yourself and get burnt on your baldy heid. Hope this helps. Hotboy
    p.s. Would you like to read the book the boy thought was fantastic. I think I need an opposing view!!

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  2. Hotters, you couldn't do anything if you were me.

    Re the review - since when did you take up masochism? If that's The Buddha book, I don't have that one in my collection yet. I could put it on the pod for bus reading matter.

    PS Technically it's an egg head.

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  3. Albert? I was only joking about your reading that book! You'd be much better off reading The Microsoft Digital Interface Symposium on Eclectic Symbolism. Or Lullaby. I've been reading that for about three months, but it's really good. Hotboy

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  4. I say!

    I agree - what a wonderful tree. Had you moved slightly to your right, it might have looked as though it was growing out of your head.

    MM III

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  5. I say!

    In order to be a top class batsman nowadays, it is necessary to be super fit. When it gets cooler here, in June or so, I often jog in to Zomba in full kit, including pads and gloves, plus of course, a bat, which is useful for scaring off dogs.

    MM III

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  6. Hotters. I was only joking too, about reading it. The back of bus tickets makes better reading matter.

    Mingers. I would use sharpened stumps against attacking big game.

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