An early run time – 3:30… As I drove to the runsite I couldn’t figure out why we were starting early on an evening where the sole objective would be to keep drinking late into the night – did I need an extra hour drinking? Turns out that Frozen Dick had a date to get to…
Anyway, the hare pointed at some crates and ropes taking us over a small wall, and we were off. Parkour style I lept over the wall and wrenched my shoulder as I landed – not a great start. Now I’m pondering whether I lept over the wall at all, perhaps I leapt over the wall or even leaped over the wall – it seems that this browser thinks I leaped over the wall, but that doesn’t seem to sum up what I actually did. Poo? What is wrong with having ‘lept’ over something? I digress – having traversed the wall we got out of the housing estate and we had a couple of checks before getting out close to the traffic at the Night Safari.
Shagless has organised a beer check, complete with block of ice, and we were forced to drink a beer before continuing. Unless you are HRA of course – then you just ignore it. The beer fizzed around in my stomach as I carried on and shortly we hit the boobie check. For a variety of reasons we messed the Booby check up – Brown Finger and I only saw one boob and thought it was a circle, the rest of the FRBs heard BF calling on and didn’t even see it – they had Crazy Crack’s boobies with them so it was fair enough.
The next 4+km was flat and lacking in checks, although there was a great Wimp/Rambo split just to annoy Horny Monkey. When we came running in it seems the other FRBs had screwed up somewhere along the way and they weren’t back yet.
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