Running with Beardo

not 1 but 2 seconds inside his PB, a photo by ultraBobban on Flickr.

Please understand that this is not a shrine to Steve, but just a light-hearted look at this athletic genius.

For me, the T-shirt says it all....The irony of wanting to advertise the Stevenage Marathon in 2008 after running 10 miles around Dartford. I mean, that is totally rubbing the nose of one shit-hole into another. As you can see from the image, Steve is a really polite chap. He always greets you with a smile.

Today, on his comeback run (not run since January but has been on his bike to Hastings to visit his Nan a few times) I was greeted at his door with an Oversized DPR top with SDW100 and Rob scrawled on the front with one of his child's crayons....and a massive pillow stuffed up the front......

We ran at Steve's pace.....really slow. Through Dulwich Park and then past the college and up through Dulwich and Sydenham woods. Steve complained incessantly about his quads and we cracked joke after joke after joke about all sorts. Steve is off to Nice next week for a bike ride and possible a sex change. Not that you'd notice. He has the moobs already. He is worried about work at the moment, as he fears a disciplinary is around the corner as the woman eating the McDonalds at her desk yesterday had to throw it in the bin as Steve walked past her desk and dropped his guts right in front of her. I think he said something like....it smells much nicer now........ anyway she threw her Maccy Ds in the bin and complained to his line manager. That is Steve all over.

In our short run he reminded me of when he crossed the finish at his inaugural Ultra......and nearly slipped on his arse as he crossed the line. I do feel sorry for anyone who knows him but he is a loveable rogue. Perhaps he could be a comedian one day. he is funny enough. In he mean time he needs to focus on running quicker as I have only just got in from my 9.5 mile run as it took so long with his slow arse.