**Disclaimer: this post was written while the author was experiencing Maranoia. As always, all rants, raves and opinions represent my own views. Other (far superior) less opinionated running blogs are available**
Yesterday I realised that I haven’t had anything to rant about since last July. This is a good thing. As I’m feeling a little bit grumpy at the moment I thought that I’d resurrect my rants and raves series.
Rant: items going ‘missing’ in the post
I ordered a personalised Walsall Arboretum parkrun t-shirt from Tribesports at the beginning of February. After Tribesports agreed to send me a replacement due to the quality of the personalisation of the first t-shirt I received (my 5 year old niece could have done a better job) I was sent a men’s t-shirt by mistake. I returned the men’s t-shirt and am still waiting for a replacement to arrive. The second replacement sent out by Tribesports never arrived. Hopefully it will be a case of fourth time lucky. I want to wear my sexy apricot t-shirt!
More recently a parcel transported by a courier failed to arrive at my house. The courier was apparently unable to deliver the parcel and the parcel was subsequently returned to the sender. I’m slightly dubious about this particular incident as there are only two houses with my postcode (my Tribesports orders have been sent to a different address). Couriers don’t usually have an issue finding my house. In addition, I didn’t receive any form of communication from the courier. Strange. Luckily Lululemon haven’t had any problems finding my house.
Rave: Lululemon running skirts for tall people
I never thought that I’d find myself writing this, but I’ve really fallen in love with my Lululemon running skirts. I bought my first skirt on eBay last summer for £15. Not bad considering the skirt had never been worn. I love a good bargain!
Nice skirt, shame about me!
More recently I treated myself to this purple Lululemon running skirt. So a huge thanks to Lululemon for giving this taller than average runner the confidence to run in a skirt. Now I just need to stop dazzling people with my bright white legs.
Rant: social media induced maranoia
The various online running communities I subscribe to are generally awesome. Unfortunately, as we approach the weekend of the London Marathon I’m having to distance myself from Farcebook. I can only cope with so many London Marathon themed nightmares. So far I’ve dreamt about leading the marathon, someone stealing one of my trainers and getting my foot stuck in glue. I wondered why I was feeling so nervous about the London Marathon. I then realised that I had been spending far too much time reading about potential London Marathon disasters. I’ve got the experience to realise that it’s extremely unlikely that I’ll collapse, and the common sense to realise it’s impossible to get lost during the marathon.
I know how to attach my running number (another popular question) and how to collect my number and how to navigate to the red start (I’ve read the final instructions). I’m now having a small break from certain online running communities and already feel more relaxed.
Rave: my Garmin Forerunner 220
I recently purchased a second-hand Garmin Forerunner 220 as the battery life of my Forerunner 10 was rubbish. While I’m only just starting to get the hang of my new running toy, I love all of the additional features. I’ve already discovered that for someone with longer than average legs, my stride length is crap.
I have no idea what most of this stuff means!
I’m already looking forward to analysing my London Marathon splits and statistics. Fingers crossed the battery lasts for more than 5 hours!
Rant: my left foot
I’m also hoping that my left foot lasts the marathon distance. Now my right knee has *touch wood* decided to stop hurting, my left foot has decided to make itself known to me. I’m not sure if the occasional twinge is a niggle or an actual injury. I’m praying that my metatarsal stress fracture isn’t about to make an unwelcome reappearance. I don’t want to have to seek medical assistance during the marathon.
Rave: Brooks Adrenaline GTS 16 trainers
I love my Brooks Adrenaline GTS (Go-to-shoe) 16s, and will be upset when I have to replace them. This week, in addition to pounding the pavements of Four Oaks, my Brooks have been for a couple of pints in the Barley Mow in Marylebone, and for a slightly overindulgent meal in the Royal China restaurant on Baker Street. I was the only person wearing trainers in the Royal China.
They don’t look quite so pristine now.
At some point I’ll write a detailed review of my Adrenaline GTS 16s. Knowing me it will probably be after the release of the GTS 17.
Would you consider running in a running skirt?
Do you think social media has led to an increase in maranoia?