We have two elderly boy-cats called Tizzy and Tinka. They sometimes pee in Leon's trainers, but not in mine. We thought it might be an alpha-male thing, but the vet said it's probably because cats always pee on the smelliest thing they can find.
As you may have spotted, Leon runs a lot faster than I do.
Today I planned to do a gentle 4 or 5 mile run, work permitting, and a suitable opportunity arose in the early afternoon.
I unpacked my kit-bag, and opened the plastic bag with my F-lite 230s in.
The smell of cat-pee almost knocked me over! I should have put the shoes through the washing-machine after they had a dog-poo encounter a few runs ago. The vet was right.
I wore them anyway. It was that or run in my work shoes. And, with little effort, I rolled out 5.32 miles at an average pace of 8.43mm, which is 30s/mile faster than my recent good-legs runs and 60s/mile faster than some of my more ploddy runs. That's despite over 12 miles at a respectable pace yesterday. The only thing I'd done differently was to wear daps that the cat had peed in.
From now on I'm going to store my trainers in the cat-litter tray, then once I've won a few races I'll bottle and sell my "secret". Only through Leon's company, of course. It'll go down a treat - runners are suckers for magic go-faster potions :o)
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