Week 1, Day 3 - Fright Night!

So no gym action.. standard, but here is how I spent my day instead (I think far more productive!)

1. got my hair 'did'! 
2. spent far too much money shopping
3. Went out to Covent Garden, to Roadhouse for Halloween drinkies with my besties Rizzle and Henners and a few cocktails, vodkas and Jägers later we left...
4. ....to get on a night bus home where we were 'greeted' with what I thought was one of these lollies down a mans trousers.

Now this man was standing directly in front of me and Rizzle with his flies open whilst we were sat down. I then realised what we were looking at was NOT a lolly, it was definitely NOT a lolly. Come to think of it why would a lolly even be down his trousers?!? Now then, now then.... Sorry, is it too soon for Jimmy Saville jokes?!? 

He also had on these 80's power ballad rockers trousers, that were black snakeskin lamé, which really puts the phrase 'rock out with your cock out' into a literal  sense. 


Fright night indeed!


Henners did say this which got me thinking. Her brother Stewpot was one of the friends who I have seen run the marathon and he was good, I mean really good! They were having a conversation about my impending veer in to marathons to which his response was 

"she really needs to get her arse in gear".

Does the marathon mean I really need to make some biggish life changes pronto.... no more alcohol  no more late nights, strict diet? or can I get away with keeping things relatively the same? Henners then said,

"Seriously Pulse, you are going to have some hardcore support to come and watch you!! Everyone wants to come!". 

This has now struck the fear of god in me, nearly more than being inches away from some dirty old perve on the night bus with his cock out in my face. Yes I want support on the day, and I will be massively flattered by anyone who comes to support me, but I am quite intimidated by the prospect of everyone's expectations of how long they are expecting to wait around for me to complete the race. Is it 4 hours  5 hours, 6 Hours, 7hours, longer!??! Surely they don't think I will be quicker than 4 hours?

Not sure how I feel about these prospects yet, might need some more thinking time. 

Miss Pulse