This weekend was spent eating Nutella straight from the jar, running my first half-marathon in weeks, watching a Jimmy Carr stand-up comedy DVD and “botanizing”.
“I once fucked a woman with one leg.”
“I should have used my cock.”
He then goes on to mime using his one leg to fuck a woman.
I ran my first half-marathon on Saturday. At the 4km mark I was lucky enough to witness a guy take a dump behind a tree. I must admit that I really admire his technique. Feet firmly on the ground, hands on knees and arse lifted towards the heaven. It was a sight to behold.
When I relayed the above story to Fahiema, she asked, “Was it a runner?”
Me: What? Are you talking about the person or the consistency of his stool?
Anyway, the race did not go well. I was hoping to set a new personal best (anything under 2:08), but was struck by pins and needles and could barely keep up with the sub 2:15 pacesetter.
The following Instagrams were taken on my hike at Silvermine Nature Reserve.
I am currently reading, “A splendid thousand sun” by Khaled Hosseni. He’s the very same guy who brought us “The kite runner”.