Motivation for Fatcats.
The venue- Phoenix Park
Distance- a remarkable 27 kilometres.
Wind- what wind?
Temp- A mind numbing 22 degrees. A Fat cat was seen to shake her fist at the cloudless sky yelling,'Are you havin' a fucking laugh? It's October you beardy muppet!'
Music- a mix of Mark Ronson, on the go 1 and 2 and 'don't fucking die here' Massive Attack.
Outfit-fetchingly new.
Expensive Ultra-lite socks- non slip, dry as a bone when removed, no blisters.
Runners- fetchingly new and remarkably bouncy.
Time, - a mindnumbing 3hours and 10 minutes. Although last K was walked due to my left calf trying its very best to cramp.
Observations- It doesn't matter from what angle you hit the Glen Road, there are always hills, but having said that coming at it from the Castleknock side seems easier.
Beer drunk the night before a long run is clearly beneficial. Although no scientist I suspect it is a key factor in my endurance -due surely to it being converted to useful sugar in my blood stream. Ready Brek IS in fact the breakfast of Champions, and so is toast(white pudding is optional)
Jack Russells are the devil's smegma but King Charles spaniels are delightful little balls of fur and everyone over the age of 55 should be issued one by the government.
Passing one's car for the second time should be avoided as leaking tears can blind.
Distance- a remarkable 27 kilometres.
Wind- what wind?
Temp- A mind numbing 22 degrees. A Fat cat was seen to shake her fist at the cloudless sky yelling,'Are you havin' a fucking laugh? It's October you beardy muppet!'
Music- a mix of Mark Ronson, on the go 1 and 2 and 'don't fucking die here' Massive Attack.
Outfit-fetchingly new.
Expensive Ultra-lite socks- non slip, dry as a bone when removed, no blisters.
Runners- fetchingly new and remarkably bouncy.
Time, - a mindnumbing 3hours and 10 minutes. Although last K was walked due to my left calf trying its very best to cramp.
Observations- It doesn't matter from what angle you hit the Glen Road, there are always hills, but having said that coming at it from the Castleknock side seems easier.
Beer drunk the night before a long run is clearly beneficial. Although no scientist I suspect it is a key factor in my endurance -due surely to it being converted to useful sugar in my blood stream. Ready Brek IS in fact the breakfast of Champions, and so is toast(white pudding is optional)
Jack Russells are the devil's smegma but King Charles spaniels are delightful little balls of fur and everyone over the age of 55 should be issued one by the government.
Passing one's car for the second time should be avoided as leaking tears can blind.
Labels: Bite me.
posted by fatmammycat at 3:42 pm
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