The relevance of that joke to this pictorial and speedy flaneur is that the Great Scottish Run which took place on Sunday. It's been four years since I ran due to a lovely condition called Farmer's Lung - a fungal pneumonia and not pleasant. It requires lots of oxygen and steroids then a long, long time of not stressing the airways - so no running. But kind of not bad enough to warrant lying in the sun doing he haw.
My last training run suggested that 1.20 time would be remarkable. I thought crossing the line in one piece and not being sick, in front of or over anybody else, would be credible. .
The route was round the city centre, over lots of bridges, under lots of bridges- we crossed the Clyde four times in 6.2 miles, a few of us nearly ended up in it.
The subway/underground opened early. The trains didn't ! So 30 000 people converged in Glasgow for the big start.
This is a diagram of the full Glasgow underground train as system. Dead easy. Dead easy to use when drunk. Which is useful.
Just a few folk gathering
Then there was a few more
So we gathered in the square
This road would soon be full of the pink wave ( that's a timed group of runners not a hair do)
Or though it could be a new political movement.
I have no idea what that man standing on the wee wall was doing. By the way he was dressed, he might have thought it was Monday.
He was chatting her up, saying he was a sub 40 minute man. But I thought he was lion!
Yip, he was running. Half kilt before he started.
But all very pretty to look at while the gentlemen went about their business
You can run in a kilt. Well he obviously could.
The elevated platform for the big warm up.
Spiderman stretches his adductors
30 000 stretching...biceps?... no idea?
defo gastroc stretching here
Garmain at the ready
Then I looked behind me
up over the Kingston Bridgeñ
running on the motorway- the fastest traffic has ever moved on the bridge I can tell you
View from a bridge - good novel title that
Piper at every K
Then under the motorway
At the water station- that's me in green
The Rotunda and the famous Finneston Crane
In old days of horse drawn traffic in the Clyde Tunnel the rotundas were where they turned the horses and carts on a rotating platform. A bit like a lazy Susan.
Finnieston Crane with the new Hydro and Armadillo in the background
And under another bridge
oh no, we are turning right so we can go over the bridge again!
over this one
then under that one
Very near the finish
The Great Wall, as we ran up the computer recognition system flashed messages of support that our charities or families had logged for us.Being Glasgow, not all of them were complimentary. I must have been running close to 'Amy' whose brother was telling her to MOVE HER FAT ARSE.
I thought we'd done this bridge but obviously not,
Camera man on danger money
One ten on the garmain. Look at those calories, 768, home for cheesecake
Just a photo of the urinals for a laughNormal blog service will be resumed next week
Caro (all over Glasgow) 10/10/14