**Disclaimer: I’m writing my latest random selection of rants and raves after returning from a particularly difficult run. I’m also experiencing severe summer holiday FOMO. As always, all rants, raves and opinions represent my own views. Other (far, far superior) less opinionated and negative running blogs are available**
Happy Thursday! I hope that everyone has had an enjoyable week. If, like me, your week hasn’t been very positive, just think, it’s very nearly the weekend.
I know I started with the same rave last time, but my dodgy feet are still *fingers crossed* behaving themselves. Although I’m so unfit at the moment every training session is challenging, I’m finally starting to enjoy running again. I’ve now reached the third week of my half marathon training plan and *touch wood* my fitness levels will start to improve soon.
Rant: Flying ants and other evil flying things
Although I enjoy running outside, I don’t love the flying ants and other random flying things I’ve encountered this summer. I’ve got bites in some slightly dubious locations, and I’ve lost count of the number of flies I’ve inhaled while I’m running.
On the plus side, I discovered that calling into the local shop to buy some post-run water with an insect stuck on my face was a great conversation starter.
Rave: The Weather
Last time I complained about the wet weather and the disappearance of summer. This time I’m going to rave about the weather. Although running in the heat and humidity we’ve been experiencing recently has been challenging, nothing beats spending time outdoors in the sunshine. The hoards of people I see drinking outside my local pub definitely agree with me, it’s just a shame that some people can’t handle their beer…
I blogged about this subject two years ago but for some reason, the warmer weather seems to turn some people into complete idiots. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been heckled by drunken men this year. Since when did it become acceptable to call someone a fat c**t?
Only last week I was heckled by a group of chavs in a souped-up Corsa as I walked back from the train station. As you can imagine, I was devastated when 10 minutes later I discovered the same group of chavs had been pulled over by the police. Talk about instant karma.
Rave: The Big Sleuth Birmingham
In my opinion, anything that gets people outside is a huge positive. Back in the summer of 2015, The Big Hoot got a lot of people in Birmingham searching for owls and raised a huge amount of money for charity. This summer the owls have been replaced with bears. Hopefully The Big Sleuth will be as successful as The Big Hoot.
Only another 97 bears to find…
Rant: H&M Sizing
A couple of weeks ago I found myself trying on denim shorts in my local H&M. Although I love their cheap and cheerful summer clothes, their sizing was a farce. Now I’m aware that I’m not a Size 10 at the moment, but I don’t think I’m a Size 18. From what I’ve read online, I’m not the only person who thinks the sizing in H&M is a joke and potentially quite dangerous.
After leaving H&M empty-handed, I managed to track down some denim shorts in Fat Face. Their Size 12 shorts fitted me perfectly.
To say I’m a bit of a hoarder would be a massive understatement. I find it really hard to part with my possessions, and was devastated when I discovered mum had thrown out my old school books. For some reason she kept all of my school reports, thanks mum!
At the start of the year I decided it was time to make an effort to declutter my junk and started to sort through my old running gear. It’s now July and I’m pleased to report I’ve made great progress and have sold loads of my unwanted gear on FleaBay. Next week I’m going to make a start on my ‘normal’ clothes. If I suddenly stop posting on social media, I probably fell out of my loft.
Once again, if you’ve reached the end of my latest selection of moans and groans then thank-you.
Have you been heckled this summer?
Are you a hoarder?