The bombs went off, and someone shouted 'run!'. That was a line from a Yahoo report on the Boston marathon incident, and I couldn't help but see the funny/ironic side of it. Sorry about that. I feel a little bit guilty writing it down, but seeing humour in things manages to make you avoid feeling totally depressed about such things happening in the world. On a smaller scale, there's a line from one of Alan Bennett's books about his parents where old Aunt Flo came to stay and she had a severe tremor of the hands. After a while, his father went into the kitchen and asked if they wanted any eggs whisking. Is that as bad?
Anyway, we don't want to get too down, so I turn to the sports pages which are always good for a stupid story...but not today. They have a surprisingly large number of articles on the Boston bombing and apart from a Wayne Rooney 'is he leaving Man U or not..' story there's nothing that takes my satirical eye. So, not a good day to take the mickey.
I have my half ironman in a few weeks, and still not sure if my knee will hold out for the 13 mile run. I'll be trying out my old shoes tonight for a few miles to see if the thigh strain has disappeared. If it has, then the new shoes will come out to see if it starts again. Don't know what to do it if hasn't - do I give it a few more days? weeks? It's been one week since I got it, but who knows.
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