Running 100k In A Week And Eating Match Day Burgers
What’s fucking wrong with you Angry Jogger you fucking cunt? You leave us here for weeks and weeks with nothing and then you post a lot of old shit all of a sudden and expect us to be happy? What about a regular posting schedule? What about updating us via a monthly newsletter and the likely hot topics for the month?
HOT TOPIC FOR DECEMBER – GET FUCKED.
Hi there. Just writing to say that I achieved my 100k goal for this week. Since I ran twice yesterday I left myself with only 12.9km to do to complete it. So I ran up around Winchmore Hill and down the Great Cambridge Road. Winchmore Hill is nice but the Great Cambridge Road isn’t. I think they missed the boat to rename it the Shit Cambridge Road.
I bought 2 new XXL running tops and a 2 pairs of XL shorts before the run. I hate feeling constrained by runwear. I’m constrained enough by my brain that shits out violent thoughts every 8 seconds. I’ve spent £120 over the weekend on running gear which is the most I’ve done in a long time. In past days I’d have easily spent that much on drinks!
I hate running on match day around Tottenham as I don’t trust any football fans. I usually support the team whose supporters I hate least. I’ve had plenty of opportunity to get to hate Tottenham fans on match day so well done you Geordie bastards for your victory today. No doubt if I start to run around Newcastle I’ll get to hate you just as much.
For the first time ever I bought a cheeseburger from one of the vans. It wasn’t bad. I was expecting a shit in a bun with some onions, but it was an actual burger and I’ve yet to vomit it back up. Great success.
Running 100k in a week isn’t that hard when you’re sober. You’ve so many opportunities to go out for a jog. Saturday nights, Sunday mornings, Friday nights. It’s easy. At the minute I’m trying to run 10k on average each week day and then 25k a day on the weekend which is a bit harder.
It’s all about making sure you get out there and not worrying too much about the details.
And even though I’m eating shit loads of junk food, each run feels easier. 10 pints of Budweiser is really shit fuel for an exercise session. Sometimes you have to learn this the hard way.