things you see when out for a run..
When running in the New Forest Marathon a huge stag jumped out of the hedges and came charging towards me. My legs were shot and although my mind was thinking get out the way my legs just didn't get the message! Luckily the stag wasn't attacking me and stopped sharply about 8ft away darting back into the the forest.
The only other strange sighting (but not that pleasant) was when standing along the finishing straight of the Drogo 10. A chunky chap in his 50s was giving speeding up for a sprint finish, however his very worn shorts had ridden up to his hips on one side and his lunchbox hadn't been well packed! His meat and veg were all hanging out. All his team mates waiting at the side began cheering loudly to which he really started sprinting resulting in a considerable increase in swingage and a noticable slapping sound (sorry if a bit too graphic!). I can only imagine the pain of a red raw inner thigh and the embarassment at the finish line (the only x-rated run I have been to).
Brings a whole new meaning to "wild" life!! LOL
I think I prefer mine with paws or wings!
After a few months of nothing distinctly unusual occurring...yesterday brought an eye popping sight!
There I was less than a mile from home - trit-trotting back through the village when I came across a couple walking on the pavement. Just as I was getting near enough them to warrant steeping out onto the road to go round them, the chap bent down to fiddle with his shoe. At which point I was treated to a very close up view of quite a lot of builder's bottom and a cellulitey one at that.
He wasn't a particularly large chap but I'm pretty sure he was going commando! Never knew boys got cellulite!!
Top tip - wear a belt on your jeans matey boy then they wouldn't slide down and scare innocent joggers!
Anyone else seen anything funny/interesting lately?
On an evening a few weeks back a bloke had set up his drum kit and was practising .....outside....on his own.....on a mini-roundabout in suburbia.
Not at 180bpm
LOL - hope it wasn't raining!
Was he any good (even if not at the right tempo)?
I was slightly concerned about the mental health of the drummer, but no, at least it wasn't raining. He was pretty good, I was kinda hoping he might be there the next time I took that route, or I might get the guitarist, singer or tambourine player but sadly not One more randomer. I was happily jogging along a riverside path and a cyclist came the other way and happily yelled at me "There's a naked woman on the other side of the bridge". Erm okay. I continued whilst chewing over the possible devious reason for this, slightly worried it might interfere with my journey. I came to the bridge along with along with a few more cyclist and runners as our route converged at the same point. And sure enough there was a smiling young lady now huddled under a long coat along with a few slightly shifty looking photographers. They had clearly thought an early morning weekend photo-shoot on the outskirts of town would be a good idea, no one about. Yeah, but not at about 8:45am on a Saturday morning, about a 10minute walk around the corner from a parkrun location, doh!
Last saturday, small 2 door car parked to side of country lane, steamy windows, busy occupants, nuff said.
Couldn't resist giving the bonnet a loud slap as I ran past...
Two supermarket shopping trolleys about one mile from nearest supermarket.
On holiday in Bermuda a big fat woman on a wheelchair with a parrot on her shoulder coming towards me.
Ages ago I saw a ginger wig lying on the road side It was lying there for about 3 days.
Oh and 6 Budwiser bottles lying in a row in a field when out on todays session . Empty as tops off them and, I toed one
Childs purple push car toy. For aged 2r. The child sits on it and pushes themselves along
Ran past a couple having an argument the other day. She was walking (more like power walking) a good 5m ahead of him whilst he was randomly launching bits of grass and stuff at the back of her head....figure it was car trouble as it was along the footpath that runs next to the A12 ( literally next to, as in you could step off of it and be run over by a lorry) between two small towns (mine and an even smaller one nearby).
Marc: Agreed re 1960s Ferrari.
Saw a childs blue beach spade in middle of road today ?!
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