Morning Merry, Did you manage to survive the 26 mile last night or should I say this morning?
Morning Merry, Did you manage to survive the 26 mile last night or should I say this morning?
Morning all, back from my midnight madness, listen to this, you could'nt make it up. Apparently you had to register as a runner or walker, we planned to do a bit of both so we classed ourselves as walkers. It was'nt a race after all and we did it for charity and fun. So of we set walking the first 3 miles, four of us together, one person registered as a runner and was held back for half an hour. One of my mates has joined the Halifax Harriers and is fitter than he thinks he is. Another walker had set off jogging, so the two of us left our two mates to try and catch him. We caught him and passed him, but after a mix up with a marshall went the wrong way and probably added a mile to our route. Said walker ended up in front but we caught him again at a feed station. The three of us ran on together, me and my mate just lost him about 2 mile from the finish, and ended up being the first two back. That's when the fun started, the runner who'd been held back for half an hour came in about 35 mins behind us, now i think my maths is correct, we beat him by 5 mins, right, but its not a race, its charity and fun. He then starts to throw teddy bears and dummies all over the place saying we were walkers not runners and he wants his name in the paper. I'm too busy feeding me face and fighting the urge to have a celebratory fag, to be bothered by this scrotum. My mates fuming, so continues half an hour of teddy throwing from him, piss taking from me, and i think my mate was fighting the urge to ram a dummy up his arse. Anyway as far as i know he got his way and will be credited with the win, personally i could'nt give a shite, i had a good time, raised some money for charity and had a good feed. This is the best bit, though, my other two mates come in 2 hours behind us, the local paper's reporter has turned up, and takes their picture, as they are classed as the first walkers back. Lads, i'm proud of you. Did tell the reporter that me and me mate deserved to be ignored, cos we'd injected ourselves with Bull's testosterone and eaten massive amounts of steriod babies on the way round. It may be the only way we get our names in the paperNow awaiting a ban and possibly a slap from God, as this event was to raise money for Christian Aid. Think i'll stick to Fell races, or enter as a runner next year, now i know the score, and kick namby pambies arse, again
By eck Merry sounds a right rum do. Well done on completing it anyway.
Well bone ML,thats a great story!
Originally Posted by Pinno
Cheers lads, you'll have to come with us next year Baz, they might ignore you cos your too big and bad to runWell bone ML,thats a great story!
nice one merryMorning all, back from my midnight madness, listen to this, you could'nt make it up. Apparently you had to register as a runner or walker, we planned to do a bit of both so we classed ourselves as walkers. It was'nt a race after all and we did it for charity and fun. So of we set walking the first 3 miles, four of us together, one person registered as a runner and was held back for half an hour. One of my mates has joined the Halifax Harriers and is fitter than he thinks he is. Another walker had set off jogging, so the two of us left our two mates to try and catch him. We caught him and passed him, but after a mix up with a marshall went the wrong way and probably added a mile to our route. Said walker ended up in front but we caught him again at a feed station. The three of us ran on together, me and my mate just lost him about 2 mile from the finish, and ended up being the first two back. That's when the fun started, the runner who'd been held back for half an hour came in about 35 mins behind us, now i think my maths is correct, we beat him by 5 mins, right, but its not a race, its charity and fun. He then starts to throw teddy bears and dummies all over the place saying we were walkers not runners and he wants his name in the paper. I'm too busy feeding me face and fighting the urge to have a celebratory fag, to be bothered by this scrotum. My mates fuming, so continues half an hour of teddy throwing from him, piss taking from me, and i think my mate was fighting the urge to ram a dummy up his arse. Anyway as far as i know he got his way and will be credited with the win, personally i could'nt give a shite, i had a good time, raised some money for charity and had a good feed. This is the best bit, though, my other two mates come in 2 hours behind us, the local paper's reporter has turned up, and takes their picture, as they are classed as the first walkers back. Lads, i'm proud of you. Did tell the reporter that me and me mate deserved to be ignored, cos we'd injected ourselves with Bull's testosterone and eaten massive amounts of steriod babies on the way round. It may be the only way we get our names in the paper
oh your up then
just off for my run then i have to go out for a family meal
family meal eek... I avoid them at all costs
eventful merry and big congratulations, not knowing whether i'm meant to be a runner or a walker sounds like every fell race I enter. hope they raised a bit for charity
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