Sunday 27 January 2013

Sports Drinks

A couple of nights ago I watched a television advert for "Lucozade Sport". The theme of the ad was a bunch of guys running on treadmills and drinking either water or Lucozade Sport. By the end of the advert the guys who were drinking water had all collapsed in a mangled heap but the guys on Lucozade had bags of energy. The strap line was something like "Lucozade Sport hydrates you better than water".

What they fail to tell you is that this is nothing new. Mr Blog and his mate Paul-Blog both learned about hydration when training for the Lochaber Marathon a few years ago. Runners World magazine carried an article which highlighted research showing that water was less effective at re-hydrating than beer. It was something to do with water being too pure to be absorbed quickly by the body whereas less pure liquids were more readily absorbed. Well Mr Blog and his mates don't argue with that kind of research.

As we crossed the finish line of the Lochaber Marathon we collected our T shirt and finishers medal and walked straight in to Morrisons in Fort William. Five minutes later we were sitting on the grass by the finish line drinking beer and applauding the finishers. More than one of them commented on the fact that we were wearing medals and drinking beer so we re-told the story of the article in Runners World quite a few times.Within half an hour there was a long procession of t-shirt wearing, medal-clad runners filing out of Morrisons with all manner of beers/lagers/ales.

In my head there is a great advert waiting to be made with a bunch of guys on treadmills advertising Stella Artois!


Friday 25 January 2013

Friendship

Son-Blog has a unique but insightful view on friendships....

He states that

"A friend will help you move but a true friend will help you move a body."

"A friend knows when to pour you a glass of wine but a true friend knows when to give you the bottle."

"A friend will bail you out of jail but a true friend will be sitting next to you saying "That was fun!!!""



Sunday 20 January 2013

Mayan Prophecy

Just before Christmas there was a lot of news coverage about apocalyptic Mayan prophecies. The date for the new world order was 21st December 2012 when the Mayan calendar came to an end. There was speculation that this meant the end of the world whilst others suggested it was a dramatic change to the way we live our lives.

Since we got to the 22nd of December and the world did not end (costing Mr Blog a fortune in Christmas presents) it seemed that the Mayans were mistaken.

Not so!! They were just a little out on their timings. They should have ended their calendar on 20th January 2013 because this is the date of the new world order taking effect. I know this for a fact because it was on this date that I got to the bathroom before my teenage son and for the first time in living memory he had to wait for me!!

Tuesday 15 January 2013

New Scotland Football Manager

At last the Scots have appointed a man with real talent to run the Scottish football team, Gordon Strachan.

Mr Blog, it must be said, has absolutely no interest in football whatsoever. The fact that he knows anyone in football is nothing short of a miracle. Why then have I posted this post on Scottish football? Because Gordon Strachan is the world's only answer to stupid questions from reporters. Here are some examples...

Reporter: Bang, there goes your unbeaten run. Can you take it?
Strachan: No, I'm just going to crumble like a wreck. I'll go home, become an alcoholic and maybe jump off a bridge. Umm, I think I can take it, yeah.



Reporter: "Gordon, can we have a quick word please?"
Strachan: "Velocity" [walks off]


Reporter: Gordon, you must be delighted with that result?
Strachan: You're spot on! You can read me like a book.

Reporter: Gordon, Do you think James Beattie deserves to be in the England squad?
Strachan: I don't care, I'm Scottish

Reporter: You don't take losing lightly, do you Gordon?
Strachan: I don't take stupid comments lightly either.

He is a legend and is welcome in the blog house anytime!!


Winter Romance

Not long ago I posted about a romantic gesture that back fired. Specifically I had ordered a bunch of flowers for Mrs Blog and totally forgot that I had done so, leading to fierce denials on my part.

Our anniversary is coming up and I was debating whether or not I should take Mrs Blog on holiday somewhere with a bit of sun. Son-Blog chipped in,
"Great idea Dad. How about South Uist?"
Nice idea! January South Uist, -15C with force 9 winds!!!

Sunday 6 January 2013

Sunday Papers

Today I had a spare few minutes to read the Sunday Times. As regulars will know the Times is a source of the occasional blog post and today is one of those days.

In the "World News" section an article appears reporting; a white cat with a saw, a mobile phone and batteries taped to it was caught by guards as it walked through the main gate or a prison in Arapiraca, eastern Brazil.


Still learning

Friend-blogs were round for dinner last night and among their number was an architect-blog (ab). Ab is a talented artist and has an eye for colours and style and such like which I lack completely. During the conversation he referred to a previous property he had lived in, the bedroom of which  was decorated with "white striped wallpaper". I sensed a wind-up but apparently there are many shades of white. I have only ever spotted the one so in my head his bedroom looked like this

Wednesday 2 January 2013

Surprises in the bath

Today I spent 7 hours driving to Wetherby and back to deliver Mother-Blog back to her home after a few days staying in the Blog-house. Having got back at 5.30 p.m. I decided to go to the gym to ensure a healthy start to the year, declined a glass of wine and ate all the salad on my dinner plate. A New Year a new Mr Blog!

A short while ago I was in the bathroom and noticed a strange looking object in the bath. At first I thought it was a giant flip-flop. It struck me as rather odd, firstly that it was in the bath; secondly that there should only be one flip-flop, rather than two; and finally that it should be the size of a small cat.

On closer inspection I realised that the giant flip-flop was also part toothbrush and part loofah.

It transpires that Mrs Blog has bought a "foot-cleaner".

Happy New Year

In case regular readers are worried that a New Year might mean a change in the blog household leading to fewer posts - fear not!

New Year day was spent with friends having lunch and Mrs Blog, while discussing presents, mentioned that I had once bought her a vacuum cleaner for her birthday. Apparently this is not seen as a romantic present for a woman - I thought it was inspired. Over the last 24 years I have become convinced that I might have been wrong and it was an inappropriate gift. This view was reinforced by Norman-Blog when he said
"Is it gathering dust then?"