What are you doing this Saturday night? Actually, don’t answer that question. I just used it as an excuse to tell you about my evening. Tonight, after a fun-packed day at the farm (note to past me: an actual farm, rather than a pub called The Farm), we have put the baby to bed and are now settling down to watch the greatest runner of all time attempt to go out in style by securing yet another gold medal at the 2017 World Championships in Athletics.
I’m talking about Usain Bolt. The man is a legend, who I have been lucky enough to share a track with. Okay, okay, it wasn’t a track. It was a school playground in South East London. But still. We took our lanes, we got on our marks, we got set and… watch this video and find out.
You were not expecting that, were you? What can I say? There’s loads of stuff, you don’t know about me. Like the time I got tied to a goalpost and had shots fired at me by a Premier League footballer. Or the time I got tortured by the SAS. Or the time I played the main stage at a rock festival. Or the time I got sued by Daniel Craig. All 100% true stories. But I didn’t write this post to humble brag. I wrote it because Usain Bolt’s on the telly and I figured that it might be a good time to promote the nursery rhyme I’ve written about him (see above). Oh, and if you liked it. Then there are loads more here. Have good evening, and may the fastest man ever win.