Training Log Archive: Ralph

Jog

Found an old map in the flat and drew some shapes. Mostly good although I had some trouble with some unhelpful form lines (which is ironic if you know enough Scandinavian).

My stories on attackpoint are like London Buses, you wait for ages and then three come along at once.

At work we are moving next door for the summer, we are like a lazy version of migratory birds, I spent the day moving IT stuff which made my feet hurt. This of course proves the punchline to the joke, why do birds fly south in the winter? Because it is too far to walk. I know this is not a particularly good story but A. it isn't going to get much better, and B. I only had two stories so I had to put this one in otherwise I couldn't use my London Bus bit.

While at work we received a text message which informed us of the incredibly high risk of forest fires in the local "marka". I think I avoided getting one of these messages while in Australia so that could be an "interesting" trivia question in the quiz about my life. What action did I take upon receiving this message, go straight home of course and run into the forest. I did leave my dobs at home though.

While running to the forest I was called over by an older woman who needed help moving a bench from in the forest to a path by the forest. At first we used a two person technique but she wasn't really holding her end up so I offered to carry the whole thing myself. She looked at my pale runner's upper body and laughed her ass off politely pointed out that it was rather heavy... but she doesn't know I've been in the gym doing hundreds of squats. After leaving the bench is the desired position I ran off, and only then realised, have I just helped a woman steal a bench?

C • Worth the wait. 1