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I promise I will not be writing articles about me all of the time
My time spent in the RAF wasn't always a bowl of laughs for me but I can see the funny side of the following;
It was a ordinary week day, I was at work and getting on with the drudge of my job when all of a sudden the telephone rang, it was the guy in charge of the athletics team who had been preparing for a meeting and they were about to leave that afternoon.. did I want to take part because they were short and needed a full team to pick up as many points, I had been told it was important and any effort on my part would see me get the next three Wednesday afternoons off to do sport.
How could I ever say no to that .. I agreed to taking part, raced back to my apartment an gathered all my kit together and raced down to the gym where the rest of the team were assembling. The Sergeant who was in charge asked everyone to gather round for his brief before jumping on the coach.
"... and you Duffy will be doing the 3000m Walk"
"wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot! sorry did you say the Walk Serg?"
I thought he was going to say Javelin or the long jump which I had done in the past.
"yes that's right young Duffy I said the Walk.. but don't worry you'll be ok"
The athletics event started and I began to feel butterfly's in the pit of my stomach when my event eventually came round. The gun went off and we started to walk, how the hell do you walk? it's not really walking is it? it is more like legs straight bottom tight all arm action, I looked like a penguin trying to run down to the sea, I found myself at the back of the field with only a sweaty Fatty Arbuckle type of guy in front of me who was clearly puffing and panting yet his technique was far superior to mine.
"I've got to beat at least one person in this race" I thought, there was one lap to go and I was 10 yards in front of FA (lol) I was confident going into the home straight, I was smiling all the way to the line when my foot hit a small hole in the grass track, yes it was a grass track, the old cinder track had been dug up and replaced with a grass track, no expense spared!
I tumbled rolled over and as I did FA walked passed me and gave me a look that said "I might have two left feet but I've beaten you daft lad"
The crowd roared with laughter, I was too knackered to to be bothered
We qualified for the County championships by one point .. guess who earned that one point? YOURS TRULY
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