In my backpack (parody)
For most of my runs I carry a backpack. This is a parody of my last blog. Probably mostly true. Warning . NSFW. I'm sweary, if easily offended don't read my blog. Stop now. Fuckin stop!! What's in my backpack ...? Water . I'm a thirsty runner, especially if it's warm. I'm heavy and sweat like a flip flops' toe post. So I need to drink! Lots. I'm not planning of dying of thirst in a field 10 miles from home in bloody Lancashire!. Food . Everyone knows that long runs and ultras are an excuse to eat. A staple food being the pork pie. My hubby actually Lol'd when I mentioned eating my egg butty while running. To be fair if cake would survive I'd fucking take some. Waterproofs I live in Lancashire. It's statistically one of the wettest parts of the country. Fact . In other words it rains. All the fucking time. Gloves / Buff Lancashire. Moors. Windy as fuck. Without wearing a coat gloves can be enough to help against th...