Road rage and jogging

Last week, whilst driving home from a hospital appointment, I witnessed a bit of a fracas which has left me in a quandary, see what you think....

I was third in a row of cars approaching a roundabout, the front vehicle was a VW and the one sandwiched between myself and the VW was a Ford. As the row of traffic slowly pulled up towards the roundabout, a very noticable female jogger in bright pink appropriately attempted to cross the road infront of the Ford. Unbelievably (though all was to be revealed) the driver didn't notice her until last minute and only managed to avoid a nasty accident by swerving in the road. The lady threw a dirty look and jogged on blissfully unaware of the commotion about to start....

The VW stopped immediately causing us all to have to do the same, the guy driving leant out of his window and shouted at the top of his voice whilst pointing at the Ford driver "OH YOU!, GET OFF THE F**KING PHONE, YOU F**KING DI*KHEAD, YOU F**KING NEARLY RAN THAT WOMAN OVER YOU F**KING PIECE OF SH*T, WHO THE F**K DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" I could see the Ford driver jesticulate to suggest he hadn't done anything wrong...BIG mistake!. By this time I had worked out that in the Ford was a lone guy driver but in the VW were three burley blokes...the VW driver continued; "YES YOU F**KING WERE, YOU DI*KHEAD, DON'T YOU F**KING LIE, WE SAW YOU ON THE PHONE, THAT'S WHY YOU NEARLY KILLED SOMEONE, YOU F**KING DI*KHEAD. By now I was reading, re-reading and re-reading the street signs in an attempt not to make too much eye contact (whilst having half an eye out incase I needed to phone the police)...then the passenger of the VW got out and marched up to the Ford driver's window (now I was running the scenario through my mind about which outfit I'd wear in court), he got right up to the window "YOU F**KING D*CK, HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR OTHER PEOPLE, YOU AR*EH*LE" then he got back in the car and they drove off. Job done.

So here I am feeling a slight sense of warmth knowing there are people out there watching out for fellow joggers??...err however, easy on the aggression eh guys?

No pain, no gain

I have been a slacker; for not blogging and for simply not doing much on the running front. I do feel I have an excuse on both parts; I have not been able to do much due to a fractured rib, plus it's a jogging blog and I haven't actually been jogging much of late.... and, it is without doubt, without jogging stories I'd have ended up ranting on about theiving, corrupt politicians running our country. A recession brought on by the greed and avarice of the intellegent and powerful few & the ignorance and selfishness of the herded masses...I could go on..but thankfully, due to two things, I managed to get back out there even if it was to find out just how quickly I've lost fitness levels.

Firstly; the return of my mojo, it took a temporary leave of absence but has made it's way slowly back. Secondly; the very young, very fit, very tall, very fit, very young, very fit physio in work....and no before you ask!

I broke my ribs a few weeks ago and then, stupidly, tried a run far too soon, after the discomfort that it caused I decided to rest up and take sensible advice. For once. I was expecting to make a full, pain-free recovery over the following weeks, alas! it was not to be. The pain I was getting had changed from a sore-broken-ribs feeling to a deeper cramping pain in my right side, there was good news and bad news.

Having tracked down the very young, very fit, very young, very tall, very fit, very fit physio in work, it turned out that the pain was not my liver complaining (phew, yey), it was a muscle that was spasming causing it to pull two ribs together closing the space between them, and in the words of the very young, very fit, very tall, very fit physio, the ribs needed repositioning...what the?.....suffice to say, it turned out that the bear hug I recieved was infact a vice-like grip to stop me from hitting the ceiling whilst said rib was 'repositioned', I'll spare you the language. It hurt, a lot, however it worked! and a few days later I managed a couple of runs....well slow short jogs anyway and although I had to miss Bristol 10k, the Bristol Half is back on my radar... well, if I actually manage to stay injury free long enough to do any sort of meaningful training....that is.