My Knights in a shining panda car
Last night was a truly embarassing event and has seen me forever enshrined as a true penguin.
I was quite literally criminally embarrassed last night.
I jogged out about 1 mile to a hilly side street with a dead end - a good spot as I figured I wouldn't be bothered by traffic or people seeing me run up and down.
I'd had the MP3 player on while jogging out and just as I got to the bottom of the hill to start the run up the MP3 player started to play Queen "We are the Champions" a true rock anthem for runners. I was totally psyched up to blast the hill with the music pumping in my ears and the adrenalin pumping in my blood.
Boom - off I went like a bullet, 100 metres later and I thought my lungs were ready to burst, another 10 metres and I was completely purple and struggling to breathe but I was going to get up this hill. As I approached the last 10 metres I was gasping for breath and almost on my knees, as I approached the brow of the hill a local Polilce patrol car was turning out of the side street directly opposite me, they pulled over to my side of the road and one of the officers jumped out and ran over to me, "are you ok hen?" he says. Obviously I was a teensy bit short on breath having rather foolishly attempted to sprint up a 400m hill so I waved my arms around in a reassuring manner to say "hey, I'm good" and tried to speak. Instead I looked like a very distressed purple person, the poor Officer could only assume the worst - that some not so nice person had been chasing me and I was running for my life or somethiing to that effect. He began to question me as to what the "bother was", I tried in vain to regain my breath and explain myself but I was goosed.
Eventually after a good few minutes I recovered the power of speech and explained to them that I was in fact in the process of training for a marathon and that I had knackered myself trying to run up hill too fast for my own good.
After much laughter from the Officers they asked me about road safety - I pointed out I had my mobile phone and a road ID bracelet - which they were very impressed with. They then wished me well and carried on their merry way.
I went back to the bottom of the hill and ran back up at a 10K race pace rather than an all out sprint and managed another 7 reps before jogging home in shame.
I was quite literally criminally embarrassed last night.
I jogged out about 1 mile to a hilly side street with a dead end - a good spot as I figured I wouldn't be bothered by traffic or people seeing me run up and down.
I'd had the MP3 player on while jogging out and just as I got to the bottom of the hill to start the run up the MP3 player started to play Queen "We are the Champions" a true rock anthem for runners. I was totally psyched up to blast the hill with the music pumping in my ears and the adrenalin pumping in my blood.
Boom - off I went like a bullet, 100 metres later and I thought my lungs were ready to burst, another 10 metres and I was completely purple and struggling to breathe but I was going to get up this hill. As I approached the last 10 metres I was gasping for breath and almost on my knees, as I approached the brow of the hill a local Polilce patrol car was turning out of the side street directly opposite me, they pulled over to my side of the road and one of the officers jumped out and ran over to me, "are you ok hen?" he says. Obviously I was a teensy bit short on breath having rather foolishly attempted to sprint up a 400m hill so I waved my arms around in a reassuring manner to say "hey, I'm good" and tried to speak. Instead I looked like a very distressed purple person, the poor Officer could only assume the worst - that some not so nice person had been chasing me and I was running for my life or somethiing to that effect. He began to question me as to what the "bother was", I tried in vain to regain my breath and explain myself but I was goosed.
Eventually after a good few minutes I recovered the power of speech and explained to them that I was in fact in the process of training for a marathon and that I had knackered myself trying to run up hill too fast for my own good.
After much laughter from the Officers they asked me about road safety - I pointed out I had my mobile phone and a road ID bracelet - which they were very impressed with. They then wished me well and carried on their merry way.
I went back to the bottom of the hill and ran back up at a 10K race pace rather than an all out sprint and managed another 7 reps before jogging home in shame.
posted by Running Queen @ 8:12 AM
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