I saw this tweet from @UKRunChat and it made me wonder what my 7 running dwarves would be. I like to think I’m a happy, bouncy runner who bounds across the fields full of unlimited joy. But I’m not. I like running. In fact I REALLY like running. But I’m under no illusions. It’s not glamorous – well not for me anyway (Have you SEEN my race pics? I look like a bulldog eating wasps in the throes of a glorious sprint finish) so I came up with this list:
My seven Running Dwarves:
Grumpy, Farty, (with alter ego of 'imminent bowel movement'), Manic, Smiley, Sweary, Sweaty, Tiredy.
The Wicked Witch would probably be named Forgotten-Loo Roll-on-Long-Run. Or possibly Running-Too-Fast-in-First-Few-Miles-of-Marathon.