Keep the light on while you’re reading this, it is really scary, but, believe me it happened.
I had just walked in the house after my Sunday long run and went to the upstairs shower. I was pulling my sweat drench clothes off over my head when I heard a noise. I backed up to the wall in fright as my wife and kids were out shopping and I was sure I was home alone.
What the hell was that? It sounded like someone talking. I stuck my head out the bathroom door and looked down the hallway. Nothing, I continued to strip for the shower when I heard it again. This time it was louder a definite voice. I jumped backwards into the shower recess my heart and mind racing.
It sounded close, and there it was again, a muffled voice. Sweating, my eyes the size of saucers I swung my head around looking for the source of the sound. Then my eyes stopped on my armband and IPod mixed in with my wet clothes. Relieved I pick it up off the floor, I was thinking it must still be on. But when I looked closer it was off, the red tag showing and no light. Besides, I had heard a voice and I only had songs uploaded on that iPod. Just when I was thinking I must be mistaken, it must have switched itself on, or something, there it was again. And it was definitely coming from my off iPod. I put it to my ear and I could just make out a forced, wheezing voice.
Bloody hell that voice…. It was Eddies’ my recently deceased running mate!
I threw out my arm in horror almost dropping the iPod. But the voice returned. Gingerly I press the iPod against my ear.
"38 minutes that’s a good 10K time" the voice wheezed,
Is this Eddie, I spluttered.
"1:22 is a great half marathon time too. But…."
But what mate? What are you trying to say??
"But…But 3:05 is a fucken soft marathon time!"
Well, that certainly is the truth!!
Wish me luck for my upcoming marathon PB attempt ;)