Against my better judgement I took my daughters to see the Olympic torch procession on Sunday. Anybody who has read my blogs in the past will know that I am no fan or friend of London 2012 and Sunday's farcical event did nothing to change that. Cynical marketing by Coca Cola, Samsung and Lloyds Bank with their trucks leading the procession manned by perma tanned and rictus grinned promotional staff. As if this wasn't bad enough we then had members of the constabulary acting like some kind of heroes as they high fived the crowd from their bikes and then the torch itself.
Only in this country could we make the carrying of such a potent symbol into a tacky money grabbing farce, complete with pikeys selling knock off Olympic badges, medals and flags to the crowd lining the street. The crowd themselves were absolutely as expected, parking like morons, pushing and shoving children out of the way and afterwards walking all over the middle of the road and looking surprised that I actually was allowed to drive down it. If you could get your fat arse, stupid dog, even more stupid children and try to walk in single file, then maybe we could get things moving!!
As if the traffic wasn't bad enough on Sunday, with a knack of timing and as usual complete disregard for other road users the mad mob of lycra clad twats were out in force again in some kind of road race which seemed to consist or riding 3 abreast across the road, free wheeling, chatting and having no intention of falling into single file and letting me past. One day I will snap and just clothesline the lot of them as I drive past!
At least the wonderful summer weather is keeping my spirits up. Apparently according to the Met Office we have just experienced the wettest June on record (no sh*t Sherlock). I realise that we cannot control the weather, but I was under the impression that the job of the Met Office was to forecast and inform us of what the weather is GOING to be like not what it WAS like, I know that, I was in it!! I cannot remember the last time I was able to plan anything with confidence based on so-called weather forecasts, if it cannot be done then save the money and shut down the Met Office with it's ridiculous budget and pointless record keeping.
On a positive note I am starting a new project that will show that you are not too old to achieve a dream. I am working with sponsors and a production company to show how with knowledge, commitment and hard work how I will develop myself into a competitive Strongman over the next 18 months. Over recent years I have concentrated on Strength Training, primarily to get bigger and stronger for novice Strongman events, but this will be a big leap to compete with the big guys. Very excited about it and will be posting regular updates and progress reports.
On the subject of competition, my eldest daughter has recently dealt with her fear of competing and committed herself to her school athletics team with great success. So far she is unbeaten in the 100 metres and has helped her school win through numerous heats to a regional final today which they won. The prize? Medals presented by Olympic Gold medallist Jason Gardener and a place in the National finals to be held, you guessed it at the Olympic stadium!
As a stupidly proud father I am beaming from ear to ear, but her success is tempered by the fact that this competition happens annually whether we have the Olympics or not and that it is her school and parents that have encouraged (and funded) her athletics, this is no 'Olympic Legacy' story, but at least the white elephant stadium may get some use after London 2012.
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