Walking out to get a paper this morning, I was almost trampled by a veritable herd of joggers pounding and sweating their way down Chiswick High Road.
Now, open any A-Z of London and you will be confronted by a fairly large number of streets. Most of them are quiet, residential roads with little traffic and little pollution - especially on a Sunday morning.
Some of them even go near parks, or other nice open green spaces where it would be nice to run
Run down such a street and you will not risk bumping into shoppers or people having coffee outside innumerable branches of Starbucks.
You will be highly unlikely to run over by cars or lorries.
So why, given the almost infinite number of better possibilities would anyone risk life, limb - and lungs?
Are these people who have so little life they only ever leave their houses to go to the High Road on foot or to Sainsburys by car, so simply haven't spotted all these other streets to run down?
Maybe they are reformed smokers still subconsciously craving a hit of lung-searing pollution?
Maybe they even think they look good whilst jogging - and haven;t realised that they do themselves no favours when inflicting their sweaty red-faced countenance onto the general public ?
So, High Road Joggers - GET A LIFE - AND GET OUT OF MY WAY !!!
1 comment:
Ooh, ark at him, Mr Chiswick, Mr 'I almost got bumped into by a jogger on my way to buy my copy of the daily Mail'.
Take a visit to Tottenham high street and I bet you that if some of the locals come running up to you, you will find something greater than 'bloody joggers' to complain about in there actions. You will probably be inspired to take up running yourself (at least if you know what is good for you).
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