Fat Bloke attempting to run
Paul Stoker is raising money for Cancer Research UK
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Yep it's true. Fat Bloke Stoker is attempting to run the Great South Run.
"Why?", you ask, "Why is the tubster attempting to run 10 miles when the longest distance he's covered in the last 20 years is a quick jog to the pub just before closing time?"
Well it started off one Saturday, strangely enough in the pub after a few too many beers, when someone challenged me to run the Great South Run.
"Me? Run? Why? I'm not one of those jogging weirdos" "Well at least I'll have someone to beat" was the reply And this from someone who gets tired doing their shoelaces up. So never being one to turn down a challenge I thought it best to have a go. First problem was trying to find a pair of shorts that fitted. Ended up sewing 2 pairs together. A bit snug but they did the job. Second problem was trying to locate a pair of trainers. Found a mouldy old pair in the bottom of my cupboard. Cleaned them up a bit and after applying a bit of sellotape they looked the part. So for the first few weeks of my strict training regime I got used to wearing my runners uniform. Had a few strange looks from some of the locals in the pub, but what do they know? Don't they realise I'm now an athlete? And the training hasn't progressed from there really other than a quick trot down to KFC. I thought some good should come from this momentous occassion so all sponsorship received will go to Cancer Research UK. If you are a UK taxpayer, an extra 28% in tax will be added at no cost to yourself. Many thanks for any sponsorship you can make. And the person that challenged me to run the Great South Run? Forgot to apply so will not be running. Strange that. Emma Clarke, for those that know her, in case you were wondering Cheers Fat Bloke
"Why?", you ask, "Why is the tubster attempting to run 10 miles when the longest distance he's covered in the last 20 years is a quick jog to the pub just before closing time?"
Well it started off one Saturday, strangely enough in the pub after a few too many beers, when someone challenged me to run the Great South Run.
"Me? Run? Why? I'm not one of those jogging weirdos" "Well at least I'll have someone to beat" was the reply And this from someone who gets tired doing their shoelaces up. So never being one to turn down a challenge I thought it best to have a go. First problem was trying to find a pair of shorts that fitted. Ended up sewing 2 pairs together. A bit snug but they did the job. Second problem was trying to locate a pair of trainers. Found a mouldy old pair in the bottom of my cupboard. Cleaned them up a bit and after applying a bit of sellotape they looked the part. So for the first few weeks of my strict training regime I got used to wearing my runners uniform. Had a few strange looks from some of the locals in the pub, but what do they know? Don't they realise I'm now an athlete? And the training hasn't progressed from there really other than a quick trot down to KFC. I thought some good should come from this momentous occassion so all sponsorship received will go to Cancer Research UK. If you are a UK taxpayer, an extra 28% in tax will be added at no cost to yourself. Many thanks for any sponsorship you can make. And the person that challenged me to run the Great South Run? Forgot to apply so will not be running. Strange that. Emma Clarke, for those that know her, in case you were wondering Cheers Fat Bloke