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Happy Ian Gunpowder Day. Everyone was tweeting that picture of Guy Fawkes’ signature before and after he was captured.You do get a lot sloppier with your autograph after you’re famous - all those signings.
I imagine.
It was Me1s first run for at least a month, having to come back from the disappointment of not being selected for the race and having the ignominy of watching Me2 take on the race and smash every record in the books. The only record that Me1 holds is the fastest time over this 6.75mile run down by the Thames at 54mins and 8 seconds, though Me2 must have come pretty close to breaking that in the first 6.75 miles of the half marathon (rough calculations suggest that he did it in about 54.24). Me1 had a lot to prove today, but although he ran his best time for a while came home in 59mins and 33 seconds, some 40 seconds per mile slower pace than Me2 managed over twice the distance. This has led to inevitable accusations that Me2 has been taking performance enhancing drugs. It’s hard to work out why two runners who seem so well matched on paper are less so in reality.
I am back on the myfitnesspal app and keeping track of my calories and even with today’s extra 800+calories and eating sparsely I was still running out of available food points this evening. It’s no surprise that my diet has slightly floundered when I have been guestimating my intake. It’s easy enough to stay under, but a few tiny snacks do add up and a big bag of carrot batons and a small bag of fresh peas added a surprising amount of calories this morning. But even after only a couple of days of staying within my 1530 calorie aggregate score I have lost a kilo.
Tonight we went to see James Acaster at the Soho Theatre (he’s back doing more dates next month). It’s a very enjoyable show, with a nice hook for his observational material, that he is in fact an undercover cop pretending to be a comedian (or possibly a comedian pretending to be an undercover cop pretending to be a comedian) which gives the show some additional depth. Observational stuff is one of the hardest comedic disciplines, because it’s pretty hard to observe anything new in a world of people observing stuff, but Acaster has a great take on the world and manages to spot the humour in the nothingness of life, like how many is umpteen? What is the name of those pictures at the seaside that you put your head into (he decides to call them “pictures you put your head in”, but is right that there is no recognisably common name for the item and did Pythagorus try to come up with a catchphrase? He had some rude things to say about podcasts that ask ridiculous hypothetical questions (no idea who he is referring to there), but aside from being wrong about that it was a show full of charm and confidence and an affecting payoff to the conceit. Do check out the podcast we did together in which I asked him a load of hypothetical questions - hold on a minute. There’s a bright future for the Rod Hull faced comedian. Do go and check him out if you can.
I also caught up on the audio Warming Ups. If you’re someone who reads this, you can hear it being badly read to you by me (with a little help from Robot Voice) here or on iTunes. If you are one of the people who listens to it already then you don’t need me to tell you this information as you are already listening.
Episode 50 of RHLSTP with STEVE COOGAN now up in free audio at the British Comedy Guide & iTunes
