TUESDAY 14 APRIL – SNGO BNJ (STILL NOT GOING OUT BUT NOT JOGGING)
What really annoys me at the moment is the inconsiderate and antisocial way so many joggers behave. They hog the pavement and don’t deviate from their path. They refuse to go on the road but expect the rest of us to do so to avoid them.
Are we seeing an abundance of joggers because people can’t get to the gym any more? In the old days (BC – Before Covid) it used to amuse me that people would spend ages driving around the car park at our local leisure centre. They would park as close to the entrance as it was physically and legally able to do so. And then walk in to use the gym! They could have saved a fortune on gym membership simply by WALKING to and from the gym – they didn’t even have to actually use the gym. The walk alone would give them all the exercise they needed!
Have you also noticed how many joggers look so good? When did you last see an overweight person jogging? I guess they’re exercising within the privacy of their own homes which is very noble of them in the present circumstances.
But why the need to jog? Surely if you walk briskly it does as much good for your heart rate and health? OH (other half) and I did that every day for a few months and we both lost a huge amount of weight – but I will save that anecdote for another day.
Yesterday afternoon OH took a walk around the block. An idea for a poem came into my head – a parody from the famous speech of Henry V by William (or could it have been Wilhelmina?) Shakespeare. See link below.
The Hour of Exercise
Once more around the block
Dear friends once more
And do our bit
For all the English dead
In solitude there’s nothing that becomes a man
Or woman for that matter
As modest stillness and humility
And when the invisible enemy does appear
Self distancing is the thing
We must embrace
And when those joggers come along
Beating their path along the route
Hold hard the breath and turn your back
Or better still
Cross over the road
Because they will not be moved
But jog on and on
for they are mean and base
Or merely antisocial
Unlike us stronger mortals
Who are in quarantine
We will self isolate for Boris
in England’s green and pleasant land.