When does last night become this morning? I mean I know that at midnight Saturday technically becomes Sunday. But if your out over that particular period do you still call it Saturday night or Sunday morning?
I only ask as I ended up going a run at 3:29am on Saturday night/Sunday morning. Bit of a strange time to be out training I admit.
Sadly Woodhall is blighted by a pestilence... hippy scum. It's a bit of a blight of twenty first century living and hippy scum are pretty much the rural equivalent of their close urban relative the "chav filth".
|The *cough* "ancient" Beltane festival - a bit like "Avatar" meets a Busby Berkeley musical happening|
Anyway its an excuse for hash-heads to have a fire and make lots of noise. So at 3:29 (according to my Garmin) I set off for a little trot. Complete with headlight, hi-viz bib and arm lights.
I did this, as I decided that there was no chance of me getting anything near a good nights sleep - so I might as well get my run in now and then "rest" for the remainder of the day.
Sadly in my befuddled state at 3:29 I'd forgotten my inhaler... I'd also forgotten that the batteries on my head light were probably needing renewed so I only eventually managed a few miles (I'd been thinking of about 16). The lack of a torch wasn't too problematic as it was pretty much a clear night/morning. But the lack of the inhaler (or rather the "knowledge" that I lacked an inhaler) immediately kicked in the old asthma.
However, my route did take me past the revelries and I did happen to suggest that they may wish to consider shutting the f* up a bit. Don't know what confused the f*-wits more. Someone coming to complain at 3:30, or someone coming to complain at 3:30 in shorts, hi-viz vest, with a hi-viz bandanna on their head and a head torch!
The above is written after calming down. A previous draft would have contained the words "cattle trucks", "special", "treatment" and "gas". I'll leave it for you to sort it out.
Anyway. Finally got back and managed a few hours kip. Then this morning (yes. it was - this was post breakfast) went for a 13 mile trot. Surprised myself that I managed it quite easily and quickly.
Perhaps a wee lesson there - run "angry".
|All quiet ... a bit calmer this afternoon.|