Who gives socks as a present?
Normally, that’s the question you ask every Christmas as you open the package that felt like a Cashmere jumper only to find it’s five socks from Tesco – and the sale price has been left on.
I don’t mind though. I love getting socks as it means I’ve not had to buy socks in years. See also boxers. See also aftershave (received once, never used). See also a coffee machine (still unopened as I don’t drink coffee).
That’s why I was really excited to finish the Race The Blades half marathon, a 13.1 mile race on the tracks running through Whiteelee wind farm. At the end, along with the obligatory t-shirt and medal there was also a paid of socks in the goody bag.
If there’s one thing you want after a race it’s the ability to change into a clean paid of socks!
(Even if those socks are covered in images of wind turbines).
So, well done to the organisers and to the sponsors, Scottish Power, you gave me another chance to avoid buying socks for the foreseeable future.
If only you’d start giving away smart trousers for work or shirts then I’d never need to shop again.
(Unless they were covered in images of wind turbines)
The race itself is deceptively hilly: it lulls you into a false sense of flatness in the first six miles before throwing all the hills into the final six. Last time I ran it – see here – the race came up short, literally. It was 200 metres too short. This time it was the right length and with the summer heatwave abating for a few days it was also a pleasant morning with nice dry trail roads to run on.
It was also my last ‘official’ race this year – I’ve got nothing booked now until July 2019.
So, for the rest of the year it’s feet up (with socks on, of course!).