Wednesday, September 28, 2011

The Grimace

Well I have a problem.  OK I can hear the groans of disbelief - What now Alice? Sprained ankle, mystery virus, ill fitting bike?  No.  Don't worry, this time its more...cosmetic.

You see, when I run, my face contorts itself into this sort of mutant grimace whilst tinting itself a vibrant shade of scarlet.  A friend's son observed me running yesterday and I am afraid he is now traumatised by the experience.  It sounds like he actually thought he was going to have call me an ambulence.  Interestingly, I have never yet managed to do a running event where the attendent ambulence staff haven't singled me out as I shuffled by to "just check I was feeling OK". 

I've tried smiling but it sort of just looks like I've got a mutant scarlet grimace AND have just had a partial stroke.  Plus, to be honest, smiling takes energy that I don't necessarily have to spare.



I'm the one in the white shirt (as opposed to marked by the white hand) but the similarity is striking.







Until next time,  if you see any concerned looking medics watching me exercise, please assure them that I am almost certainly absolutely fine!

love

Ironmaiden

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