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Thursday, 12 April 2012

RIP Caballo Blanco

So Kath told me about the sad loss of Micah True (the white horse) yesterday, she is pondering getting into bare feet running so I guess this is how she stumbled upon the news.

I will let Kath tell you about her new fad but the basic gist of it is she has found some pretty looking bare feet style running trainers on Nike.com and is getting sucked in by their sale price.
 

Anyway, back to the post. Micah True was an inspirational ultra marathon runner who developed his running style from the TarahumaraRacers in Mexico.

He also created the 50 mile Copper Canyon Ultra Marathon and had a pretty zen outlook and was a true believer that running will set you free.

Then it dawned on me this is the dude who was the inspiration for Christoper McDougall's best selling book 'Born to run'. Which weirdly my mate just gave me a copy of this week - thanks Califia.

I haven't started reading it yet and find it a little sad starting it now knowing that his body was found a couple of weeks ago next to a stream in Mexico after heading out for a 12 mile run.

This is terribly sad but what warms me somewhat is that he died doing what he loved.

Sleep well man.

Peace out - Sam x

Wednesday, 11 April 2012

Big news beard trim

Breaking news - Anton trimmed his beard - news done.


I love my Wii. Rhythym boxing and badass dancing to just dance 3 has taken over my life. Who needs runnning anyway, fook you bad hip!


Fecking Wii loves to point out that I am overweight. I prefer to imagine that I have a strong muscle base that is insulated by a fine layer of fat.

Check out that balance though - that's what yoga does for you.


yeah my Mii is somewhat portly. There is a weird thing that happens when you turn 30, you can't seem to lose a stone anymore after a night over heavy drinking followed by a morning of heavier vomiting. If this is ageing then I don't like it.




My Wii interpreting Beyonce's Crazy in love.

I would love to show you a video of some of my mates dancing to Just Dance 3 (after 6 hours of drunken Wii fun *not wee fun) but I promised I wouldn't.

So Instead I would like to share this piece of filmatic genius. These girls are brilliant and incidentally this is one of my favourite tracks to bound about to even though really I hate Katie Perry cause she is a twee annoying bint.

enjoy.....



If you have a Wii or an Xbox Konnect then get a Just Dance game immediately, you will have no regrets.


Sam

Monday, 2 April 2012

Living the Olympic Dream

Well, despite the reported pandemonium and chaos at petrol stations, I managed to get to London for the Olympic Park Run. Anyone who didn't know better would think the media had nothing better to do than create stories out of thin air.


I stayed at the Oakley Court Hotel in Windsor, and very posh it was too. Riverside grounds, tennis courts (yes, I played tennis. No, I will not be repeating the experience), a pool, gym and a bed big enough for three luxurious room. They filmed the Rocky Horror Picture Show there you know.


I ditched the Magenta costume for this T-shirt


The daffodils and conservatory have been added since Frank N Furter's day






Very few men can carry this look off, so please don't try this at home.




Freezing my bits off waiting for it to start


We had to be at the stadium a couple of hours early  to indulge in a spot of the great British sport of queuing, and it has to be said it was flipping chilly. The atmosphere was, if not electric as the announcers kept saying, friendly and good-humoured. We all huddled together for warmth in the starting enclosure, leaving our friends and family to the entertainment in the stadium itself - watching the officials struggling with a barrier that fell over on to the track every time there was a breeze.




I'm the one in the very attractive socks calf compression tights.




It was a nice-ish run (i.e pretty flat), if running around a building site is particularly your thing. We were encouraged along the way by random groups of musicians, and the occasional builder, before running under the stadium to strains of Chariots of Fire.




It was an inspired way to get us into the stadium, and running the last 300 yards round the track being cheered on was pretty amazing.






Crossing the finish line in a chip time of 40 minutes 40 seconds - that's over five minutes faster than a Princess, you know.






So that was my weekend - running at the Olympic stadium. I'm sure people who weren't able to get a place on the Park Run because the organisers knew they were trouble still had a lovely time. Sam, for example, got to watch a Twilight film that she has seen before on DVD. Rocking.



Cheers


Kath

Do it like Barrowman


Reet  - Sam here.....NOT Kath (there are two of us who write the blog - I am the other and significantly better half). I write all the amazing funny posts. yeah, but don't tell Kath I said that.

So Kath ran the Olympic Park Run on Saturday at the Olympic Stadium in that there London.

I entered but didn't get in and I am in no way bitter about it because it is clearly biased, they obviously are intimidated by my beauty. I don't actually know what their criteria was for entrants but whatever it was, I wasn't it. If Kath got in the criteria is probably pretty weak - ha!

Have I just insulted myself with that? well whatever.


I haven't spoken to Kath yet but I sent her lots of good luck messages so hopefully she did it in a mega fast time and showed those southern pansies how it's done. I also am kind of hoping she didn't get bullied by the other kids because she was wearing her knee high compression socks which teamed up with her slim legs makes her look like the stunt double for dennis the menaces legs.

While Kath has been enjoying the big smoke and staying in Frank'n'furter's Mansion (from The Rocky Horror Picture Show), I have been doing some freaky exercising of my own......on my wii.

I am having serious trouble opening and closing doors as well as pulling my trousers up and down because of the amount of lactic acid flowing through my body because of this game...........


Feck me I hurt, its is so addictive. I have been throwing myself around my living room like John Barrowman on an 'E' for the last week. I don't think I have lost any weight actually I know I haven't cause my fecking wii fit balance board keeps telling me so but I my trousers fit me better.

It is proper funny, I thought I had rhythm but according to my scores it appears not though I suspect the sensor is broken on my remote. yeah, that's it, the sensor is deffo broken. To be honest I always suspected I was rhythmically challenged and that's why I don't partake in any exercise classes that require coordination. I've tried before and stood on way to many girls feet and I am not popular with girls at the best of times.

So this game is ace for me because the only victims of my lack of balance and poise are the cat (sorry Morrissey, Mummy will take you the vets tonight and get you some new paws & you don't need a tail anyway) and the paper lampshade in my living room which I have stabbed 4 wii remote shaped holes in and knocked off the ceiling twice.

Anyway my point is it is brilliant and the best work out I have ever had in my living room. So stop buying Davina dvd's and get this. It is hilarious and has a multi player function so you can smash into your mates too.

Erm, my writers block has just kicked in again so I bid you goodbye.

Hopefully Kath will have an exciting London post for you soon to wet your blog appetite.

laters

Sam x x x

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