Name and shame: Slackers
Everyone likes lists, so here’s a list of slackers. Obviously, there’s only one person who can go at the top of that list and that’s me. So, in no particular order (actually, they’ll be alphabetic order, as I’m just going down my blogroll, picking on people), except for no. 1:
- Me (I’m not calling myself JogBlog, I don’t do the pretentious talk about yourself in the third person thing. Um, except on my Facebook status. Damn, just outed myself. Must. Stop. Outing. Myself.) I have been slack. Very slack. But my boiler was broken for 9 days and therefore I couldn’t shower and wash my hair after and that’s my excuse and it’s nothing to do with the fact that I was MONUMENTALLY PISSED OFF and found it more fun to sit next to a fan heater or three and drink wine and eat crisps and chocolate instead.
- Carl (aka Boris). No sign of a blog post since 30 December. Tut tut. He also informs me that he’s probably not going to do Reading due to lack of training. Triple tut.
- Running From 30. Not a lot of activity going on on her blog either, although there was a confession of a lack of running. Don’t you have a half to do at the end of March, Meg? One beginning with R and ending in eading?
- Seaside Strider. She appears to be making the excuse of having a bad back. But I’m going to let her off as she’s married to Sore Limbs (see no. 5) and so deserves our sympathy. Get well soon Eva.
- Sore Limbs. He reckons he’s been doing the odd three or four miler so not completely fulfilling the definition of slacker but I just like picking on him.
- Strumming, running & drinking. Emma, I think you need to take one of the words out of the title of your blog.
- The Red Bucket. Phil’s excuse is that the gym is busy. But he’s not supposed to be in the gym, he’s supposed to be outside training for a half.
- Warriorwoman. This should be at number one really (although obviously no one’s allowed to be at number one except me) as Angela’s excuse is that she’s too happy to run. TOO HAPPY TO RUN? I’ve heard it all now.
Still, although I seem to be surrounded by slackers, at least virtually, some of you out there have been very good with your training, i.e.
- iliketocount. Keeping up with his marathon training. And mince pie eating. And measuring rain. And all the other weird things he does.
- Fit Artist. Also training for the London Marathon and does most of her runs with a buggy. Hardcore.
- More to Life Than Weight. Said to me “noooooooooooooo, I can’t do a half, no way, no way, no way”. Is now powering through her training and putting me to shame. Way to go, Leighsa.
But just remember you three, no one likes a smartarse.