Run Fatboy Run

Aaaannnnndddd we're back!

After a two month sabbatical, here we are, once more. It was always my intention to post weekly - failing that, bi-weekly. Failing that, monthly. Alas, I've not been true to my word. These last couple of months have been action packed and incredibly fun-filled.

Practically straight off the back of returning from South Africa, I got in the car, grabbed (willingly, of course!) some friends and headed for the wonderment of Mainland Europe. A quick stop in Southampton and we proceeded to head for, and board, the Euro Tunnel. What an experience. After confirming the car's registration plate seconds before the cameras read the actual plate and opened the barriers for us, the excitement never stopped. Upon arrival in the Mainland (as those of you who have used the Euro Tunnel before can verify), you are thrust straight onto the French motorway. Wrong side of the road. Wrong speed. Wrong measurements. Wrong everything. Fun fact - the speed limit changes dependent on the weather conditions. What an ordeal!

Le Mannequin "Is That It" Pis

After assigning roles to each member of the group, to ensure we wouldn't end up on the wrong side of the road at 100km/h in 100 Fahrenheit heat (I don't know if these are fast or hot - they're in the wrong measurements), we eventually ended up (quite purposefully) in Belgium, for the Spa-Francorchamps Grand Prix.
Practically straight off the back of returning from Mainland Europe, we set off (plane was our mode of transport this time) for Southern Mainland Europe and arrived in Italy for a wonderful 10 day trip - equally, if not more so, action packed than Belgium.

Alonsooooooo

I may well recant the many tales of the Mainland in another post, but now's not the time for that, as Prof. Oak can confirm.

Almost as soon as it had started, my year out (from University) had come to a close. Completing the placement year as an Intern Engineer at Promethean (not Smart, or Prometheus ["Isn't that a film?!"]. It's important we all realise the difference. Paramountally so.), the South Africa Challenge, and the 'jollies' to (Southern) Mainland Europe. The time had come to return, once again, to Loughborough.

And here I am, right now, as I write this. I'm writing on location - how exciting is that?!

By this point, those of you who have passed go, collected your earnings, and are still with us, you might well ask "But Ben, why the post title? Your other posts have all linked so wonderfully in with the title.". Good question reader. As some of you may be aware, 2012 so the advent (at least from my perspective) of the Great North Swim. 2013 brought with it, the Great Manchester Cycle. The keen eyed among us may have already arrived at the conclusion that 2014 must surely be the turn of a running event. You'd be dead right. This (academic) year marks the turn of the run, and as such, I shall be heading off on runs, and doing this 'cardio' thing I've seen on TV. At some point around summer 2014, I shall be taking part in some unconfirmed running event, and may even take the opportunity to raise money for charity. So ready your wallets. Prepare your breakfasts. And run, fatboy, run.

"Give a man a compilation tape, and he will dance for the night. Teach a man to scratch and he will be dancing for generations"

Ben