Half Marathon hammmies I did my first half marathon today. Got in at 1h56m which I'm pleased with.  In the first mile, a fucking ham ground to a halt right in front of me to suck down an energy gel. I ploughed right on into her, and she rounded on me, grabbed at me, shouted and screamed and verbally abused me. I was a little shaken up by this, she shot off (as fast as her trotters could go) and two Policemen stopped, said they had her bib number, asked if I wanted to do anything about it. I said, no, not right now, contact me this afternoon post race. At the five mile mark I was feeling better, had settled into my run, and things were going fine. In the first aid tent, I could see the fattie from earlier, crying and screeching because her knee hurt. I know it's nothing big but it made me smile that the fucking bitch got what she was owed. I highly doubt she would have been allowed to finish, and I feel great about that. Fuck her, fuck fats and fuck letting these cunts into half and full marathons - all they do is clog up space and get injured and cost us money