Spike does the Pattaya marathon

The aching feet, the screaming muscles, the miles of hard, hard pavement. Such are the trials of a marathon runner. Not that I would know. When I write “Spike does the Pattaya marathon”, it doesn’t mean I actually ran it, just like Debbie didn’t actually do Dallas.

What I did do was crawl out of bed at 0630, sleepily point the camera at a few runners, and then crawl back into bed again. It was raining, I got wet. My camera got wet. I was not awake enough to check my camera before I started and all the shots were under-exposed. Bollocks. Marathons suck.

The happy and the grumpy:

The farang and the Thai:

Cruising past the pizza parlour:

Walking past the pizza parlour:

Running down the building site that is Thappraya road:

Comments 🔗

2008-07-20 | Billy says

You really should learn to pace yourself better, maybe starting with a fun run, moving on to a 5,000m and a half marathon before going for the real thing. You poor darling, your shutter finger must be exhausted.

2008-07-21 | Spike says

Mock if you must, it’s not easy being a crap amateur photographer, sitting in a comfortable car, sticking your camera out of the window while sodden, exhausted idiots go staggering past. Especially as I could have been tucked up in bed with my teddy bear.