mjmooney

Yeah, you'll pay through the nose for your first pair if you go to a good shop and get the gait analysis done. But it's probably worth it. Once you've found a pair that suits you, you can order subsequent replacements online from various outlets at much lower prices. e.g. sportsshoes.com sell "last year's models" at half price or even less.

You don't need a backpack, just get a bottle belt: How far are you running? I never bother with water if it's less than ten miles. Over that I use one of the above.

Pretty much my take, too.

The poll list is all pretty good. Designer1's list is better.

Kind of the point. It's hard because you're unfit. Keep doing it, you get fitter!

No idea about your local shops, but delighted to see a new running convert!

It's not really any different to Father Xmas or the tooth fairy etc though is it Mike? (although perhaps more harmful for those that choose to believe in it). I can't recall when I realised this whole God/Jebus thing was nonsense, but it was at a very young age - all seemed so implausible and unrealistic. Same kind of time I realised Santa was made up too. I find it difficult to then get my head around those that do believe in that nonsense. It was different to Santa Claus and the TF. There was always a bit of suspicion about those, adults said it with a bit of a nod and wink, kids at school regularly let the cat out of the bag, and when challenged, parents 'fessed up immediately. But the Jesus stuff was all so earnest. All done with a straight face, and a veiled threat that if you dared to doubt it you'd be punished by the big guy himself. Evil shit, IMO. i wouldn't have minded if there had been some acknowledgement that it was OK NOT to believe it, and that millions didn't, and got along perfectly all right. Atheism/agnosticism was an option that was never even mentioned. It was blatant brainwashing of infants, and that to me is totally unacceptable.

Weird 1970 ISB-style Dublin acid-folk (feat. Gary Moore on guitar):

With your location being in the USA (NY), I'm surprised you can find any publicly available off-road/XC places to run!

I see rats quite frequently (I work in Bradford, natch). But never THAT big.

I'd say that - for decent, 'mid-range' instruments - prices have dropped and quality increased over the last 20 years or so. The very top end are still exorbitant, and there is still plenty of ultra-cheap ultra-crap about, but it's never been a better time to buy if you pay a little extra.

It really is. Probably the single biggest factor in making me hate religion was the dawning awareness, aged about eleven, of how much I'd been lied to from a very young age. Made me really angry, and I lost a lot of respect for teachers (and adults generally) for a good while thereafter.

^^^^ That.

Some Bulgarians are Catholics.

All that is totally negated by having to pick up their shit.

There is no difference between "sea salt" and table salt. Except price.

The only spoiler that ever really annoyed me was over 30 years ago, when the Alec Guinness version of "Tinker, Tailor..." was on TV. I'd missed the first run, but I thought I'd either catch when repeated (no TV recording in those days), or - more likely - read the book. Then bloody Terry Wogan on R2 came out with: "Well, that last episode was good. Who'd have thought that ****** was the 'mole'?" I subsequently didn't read the book or watch the DVD until a few months ago, as a result of that - and I still remembered who it was! I guess he thought it was OK, as it had just ended, but still. I normally wouldn't care, but this was first-and-foremost a "whodunnit". Knowing the denouement didn't make it not worth watching, but it did take some of the edge off it. Since then, I can't say I've ever been bothered by TV spoilers, but that's probably because I don''t watch much serial drama.

I think that's what makes me shake my head somewhat. I DO understand, but I'm glad that I'm not in that place where I would care about it.

While I would never knowingly reveal spoilers, I do find all this a bit of an overraction. It's a TV program, FFS.

You're about as funny as Michael McIntyre There's no need to be hurtful.

I thought this thread needed some more sophisticated humour.

"down there". Oo-err, missus.

It's the tit of the camera.. Fixed.