Did a good run though, 10k in 53 minutes but I could smell burning all the way through!! I'm not built (yet) for "short" shorts but it's so hot and as it was only me and Roger> I thought, what the hey lets do the short thing. So on they went and I scuttled across the court yard and darted into the shed - good so far - no neighbours saw me.
I set Roger off at 6.5mph and away we went. I was about 2.5mile into it when I realised I was moving but my thighs weren't, they'd welded them selves together! I did think about grabbing the talc but thought If I was seen with talcy inner thighs, someone might think I was a very unusual weight lifter or that my pelvic floor exercises had gotten out of hand.
So I carried on until my music abruptly went off as the battery had ran out on the mp3, it also occurred to me there should be a way of harnessing all the energy me and my thighs make - I could run a few batteries of that!! I walked back to the house like I'd just gotten off a horse, thus letting the air run free and cool my burning bits.
BB glanced up but didn't ask why I was walking around the kitchen sideways like a crab with piles. I needed to maintain the air flow - you understand don't you? Battery/mp3 sorted I continued my run but of course I'd made the mistake of unlocking my thighs and couldn't get them back into the same position as before. A few readjusting jumps mid run and it was sorted - back to the smell of burning and welded thighs in the end.