We used to do "cross country" running, which was out of the west entrance to the school, run around the streets, circling to the east entrance, total of probably 2km, and do a couple of laps.
The route went passed my house at about 400m mark, so I would often stop in for a cup of tea, then pick up on the 2nd or 3rd lap, fresh as a daisy, then romp home for a strong finish.
Came unstuck when I was told I was to represent the school at the upcoming county school sporting thing in the 1800m race.
I had a mate who used to duck off to his house and smoke weed during the cross country. One time he just didn't bother coming back to school.
At the PE lesson a week later, our teacher beeped his stopwatch as he walked into the gym and announced his finishing time of 168hrs. Impressive.
This made me giggle because it reminded me of when me and a friend paused to share a joint in the fives courts half way round the run of our local inter-school triathlon.
We used to do "cross country" running, which was out of the west entrance to the school, run around the streets, circling to the east entrance, total of probably 2km, and do a couple of laps.
The route went passed my house at about 400m mark, so I would often stop in for a cup of tea, then pick up on the 2nd or 3rd lap, fresh as a daisy, then romp home for a strong finish.
Came unstuck when I was told I was to represent the school at the upcoming county school sporting thing in the 1800m race.