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Oh Shit, Son

Damn it. I was fairly happy, you know? Doctor hasn’t phoned about my MRI scan, so that’s gotta be good news. My leg that I hurt last Sunday is now officially better – I ran Wednesday, Thursday and this morning. Got a new cooker. Things were good. I was fairly happy and then looked at a show shot site.  Holy shit, look what I just typed. Fuck me. I meant to type shoe shop. Not show shot. Maybe the MRI scan isn’t okay. Yeah, I looked at a running shoe shop site. Startfitness.com, to be precise. This isn’t an advert but they’re pretty good. I wasn’t expecting to see anything. I only look at the lightweight racing shoe page and generally they’re always the same. There might be a revision of a pair of Asics or something but there’s not generally anything completely WHOAH!

Check out these fuckers.

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Mizuno Wave Ekiden 9. Oh shit, son, they’re the best looking shoes I’ve ever seen. They look perfect and I’m never going to be happy until I get a pair. £107 though! Fuck that. I’ll just stick to wearing my deadbeat tramp shoes and feel sorry for myself. My god but they look great. I bet I could go real fast in a pair of those. And nobody else would have a pair and I’d be a hero and I’d be more popular and people would think I was a pro runner.

Anyway, back to crushing depressing  reality where I don’t even have a pair of Mizuno Wave Ekiden 9s. Yeah, my leg’s better. Ran 9.5k @ 6.30min/mile both today and yesterday and my leg didn’t hurt. Might try to go faster tomorrow.

Today I wore my Adidas Adios Boost (orange) with two heel inserts in the right one because that’s the leg I hurt. I wore compression socks and two calf supports around my right calf. I wore some Lycra shorts under my running shorts so my ding-dang didn’t get too cold. On top I had a white Adidas base layer with a Superdry T-shirt over it. I think the T-shirt was my nephews. I get his old clothes. They just appear. I wore 1000Miles gloves and a hat, I don’t know which hat because I didn’t look in the mirror before I left. It was cold but lovely.

I found out two things today. One is I can’t breathe through my nose. The other is that women, when walking along in a group, talk to each other while looking at each other’s faces.  Men walk along and chat while looking dead ahead, I guess so nobody thinks they’re a homosexual. This means that approaching a group of women while running is fraught with danger. They realize you’re there when you’re right there, and then they scream, and then when you’ve passed them you hear them giggle. I like to think they turn and check me out. Whether they do or not I don’t know. I’ll often blow snot out of my nose at the stage as that looks well pro. Blowing snot out. That’s what pro sportsmen do so I do it too. Doesn’t make a difference, still can’t breathe through my fucking nose.