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Run, Run Forrest, Run

September 17, 2023September 10, 2023 Andy YoungLeave a comment

Daily writing prompt

How often do you walk or run?

Contrary to what you may believe I used to love running and walking. I would walk for miles to get to work, so stupidly long distances just because I enjoyed walking along the coast where I used to live. The running was good. Me and my brother, Day, and around a mountainous suburb with lots of ups and downs. His friend attempted the same running feat but wouldn’t stop throwing up.

I used to love running on treadmills but I was always paranoid about the noise it would make while running. At this point in my life. Mid 20’s, the gyms I was a member of were quite small. That said I would skip running sometimes because it was burning muscle when the fat left. I was trying to bulk up and cardio was there just slightly to get my heart going.

I would go to the gym almost 2 or 3 times a day, then throw in some late-night swimming when I had the whole pool to myself. They were fun times.

Sorry

September 6, 2023 Andy Young4 Comments

Someone made me feel bad about myself. About my weight. It hurt me alot. People shouldnt shame others.

Going to bed. Night all.

An embarrasing story

August 26, 2023August 26, 2023 Andy Young3 Comments

Two stories stick out that I can remember, well, have been embarrassing enough to stick with me all these years.

The first was when we, the family, were in Turkey. We went on this super long bus tour to Ephesus. We stopped at a hotel along the way and they set out the tables in one long line. We all went to dinner after which me and slag wanted to explore the complex. I had to grab something from the room so I got the key from my mum. Ran down and grabbed whatever it was that I needed at the time. I ran back up to the tables and found my mum. I said thank you, kissed her on the cheek, hug and then ran off again. Turns out. Wasn’t my mum. Just someone with the same hairstyle. The whole table erupted with laughter. I was all of 10 years old. That was embarrassing.

The only other one, and I’ve been blessed not to have more, is when my parents went to St Lucia for work. Me and my brother were left behind and a family friend/worker Bernie was staying in the house to mind the water factory. So these were the days I had motorbikes. I got hungry and fancied treating myself so I went to the KFC in Colwyn Bay. Bernie went as well but didn’t realise. We were in the queue and talking. He went to order and ordered two big family meal bucket things, “Oh no Bernie it’s okay I want to order something else for myself, thank you though!”, Bernie stared at me “These are all for me”, “Oh, Sorry”, See Bernie was fat, not normal fat. Fat as in his stomach skin was splitting, bigger than a wrestler, two seats on a plane, break your scales fat. I was embarrassed to order my fillet burger meal ha.

Bernie was awesome. He died just before my dad did.

I miss them.