The nation is split
By split, I mean either banana split or 'the splits' split.
We're a nation divided between over-eating and being clinically / morbidly obese, and obsessive-compulsive gym attendance.
As part of my exercise regime, when it gets cold again (Below 15 degrees), I pick up road-running again.
I started it with the intentions of running a marathon, but I decided my legs weren't up to longer distances than about 6 miles (Shin-splints and various other injuries became apparent), so now I use it for cardiovascular improvement and to supplement my incoming diet of 5-aside football.
At the moment, as temperatures drop I've been doing 2 miles every Monday to slowly break my legs back in to prevent injury. As the weeks wear on, I'll introduce 3 runs of 3 miles per week.
The above information was a bit of background knowledge for the quandry facing me on my walk to work this morning. I'm not a slow walker, neither am I unfit.
So how the hell is it possible that I'm overtaken by 20 or so people on my walk to work every morning? Flat-out Olympic fast-walkers flying past me at what must be 5MPH.
I noticed that one girl 'walking' past me had unnaturally large man-sized calf muscles flexing with every step. At this point, any subconcscious confusion about my sexuality was 100% confirmed. Manly things do not turn me on.
We're a nation divided between over-eating and being clinically / morbidly obese, and obsessive-compulsive gym attendance.
As part of my exercise regime, when it gets cold again (Below 15 degrees), I pick up road-running again.
I started it with the intentions of running a marathon, but I decided my legs weren't up to longer distances than about 6 miles (Shin-splints and various other injuries became apparent), so now I use it for cardiovascular improvement and to supplement my incoming diet of 5-aside football.
At the moment, as temperatures drop I've been doing 2 miles every Monday to slowly break my legs back in to prevent injury. As the weeks wear on, I'll introduce 3 runs of 3 miles per week.
The above information was a bit of background knowledge for the quandry facing me on my walk to work this morning. I'm not a slow walker, neither am I unfit.
So how the hell is it possible that I'm overtaken by 20 or so people on my walk to work every morning? Flat-out Olympic fast-walkers flying past me at what must be 5MPH.
I noticed that one girl 'walking' past me had unnaturally large man-sized calf muscles flexing with every step. At this point, any subconcscious confusion about my sexuality was 100% confirmed. Manly things do not turn me on.
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