(click for bigger, yeah?)Yesterday morning I woke up to the sound of a squadron of helicopters buzzing the skies above my house. It was like Black Hawk Down, but with fewer RPG's. When I staggered outside, however, I was gratified not to find Josh Hartnett and Ewan McGregor fast-roping into the streets of Edinburgh, but the leaders in this years BUPA Edinburgh 10km run barrelling past.
A fine art photo entitled 'Shoes'.
Recognising a photo opportunity when I saw one, I grabbed a camera and a 50mm lens and dashed out to get some unique and diverse shots of a major event in my backyard. Unfortunately I failed, because all the pictures are blurred - by panning to follow the motion - so they're not very diverse. I maintain that the blurring was done for artistic effect, and wasn't me being rubbish. Thank you to all the naysayers...
Naysayers, running. As fast as their legs can carry them.Running 10 kilometres looked like a doddle to me, especially when I tooled up to the finish line an hour and a half after the start and people were still trailing in. Admittedly these were the people dressed as Daleks and camels, or the guy who had done the entire thing carrying a 55lb pack on his back (maybe he couldn't find the cloakroom before the race started?). But then I discovered the bloke who won did it in about 28 minutes. It takes me that long to find my shoes when I go running. Anyway, I reckon that with a bit of training I should be able to knock off next year's 10k in about 32 minutes, so I'm looking for sponsorship.
A dog, Edinburgh, yesterday.Your money will go to a worthy cause, namely buying me that Canon EF 24-70mm 'L' lens, so you've no excuse not to dig deep.
These people weren't even in the race. The guy on the left was chasing the guy on the right for calling him names.
These people weren't even in the race. The guy on the left was chasing the guy on the right for calling him names.
Another fine art photo, entitled 'Short rotund man, surrounded by taller, leaner men'.I reckon that with one or two 10k runs under my belt I should be in fine fettle to do a marathon, so start saving 'cos I'll be wanting more sponsorship. Canon 5D Mark II's aren't cheap, you know.
4 comments:
I like your photos. They make all the runners look faintly absurd.
I love my 50mm f1.8 lens (but I'm a Nikon girl). Embrace the blur, I do ;-)
Did Warchild nick you "Stats"? He keeps telling me I'm a going to be a coach even though I'm afraid of kids.
Advice? (Sorry to be irrelevant to the subject.) Help! Please...
(Oh great pix - you are getting pretty good!)
Hey Mare - he did call me Stats, possibly because I was statistically more likely not to know what was going on in any game. My main advice is not to worry! I honestly had no idea what I was doing when I was TEAM STATISTICIAN (apparently you have to spell it in caps), and I kept pointing this out, but Dave wouldn't let me stop. And somehow managed to translate whatever I wrote into something meaningful. So firstly, you can't be as bad as I was, and secondly - whatever happens - he'll pick it all up and it'll be fine!
Finally, don't be afraid of the kids! They're more afraid of you than you are of them... Also, they know that they can be dropped from the team at any time; you, as a coach, are there to stay.
The only thing you actually have to worry about is the singing. Dave made us all sing, solo and unaccompanied, to the entire team when we joined. Thinking about that still makes me cringe....
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