| It appears that not only did I misread Carol's position in the GP standings but I have to apologise for the second and third times to Sandy. Not only did she finish 4th equal in her age group but I spelt her name wrong apologising.
The only redemption for me is that indeed Les did run the race, his time was 34.06 and he was the Carn Alpha Male I'm afraid Barrie.
However, to try and get back in everyone's good books, here's a little poem from a friend of ours, Marilyn, who some of you may remember from the Eden Marathon.
The Marathon Tourist
Some people go on holiday
For sun and sea and sex
Some people look for holiday romance
Some go for a rest
I go to run a marathon
I go away to run
There’s nothing I like better
Than a bit of marathon fun
Some go so they can drink cheap booze
Eat, drink and get off their head
Stagger back in the early hours
Or wake in someone else’s bed
But I am tucked up early
My nights spent like a nun
Eating and sleeping as a real fit athlete
Preparing for my run
Seeing the sights of each city
Round those marathon miles I skip
A tourist around the world
That 26.2 mile trip
The roads are closed in the city
Especially for us to run
The streets are lined with cheering crowds
That’s why marathons are such fun
From Helsinki to Havana
New York, Moscow, Rome
There’s London, Luton and Slough
For marathons nearer home
Some people think I’m crazy
Spending holidays as I do
But I run round each city being told that I’m great
How often does that happen to you?
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