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Mike
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🏳️‍🌈🐻 northerner living in London | dog dad | data nerd | existential dread | Bees 🐝 👨‍❤️‍👨 Husband to @ealingsam.bsky.social 🐶 Hugo the Jug 🎶 House, D&B, Electro, Indie 🏋️ Swimming, Weight Lifting
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This is Hugo! He’s our dog baby, even though he’s middle aged.

3/4 Pug / Jack Russel. All the grace & finesse of a pug, all the attitude of a Jack Russel.
I do really like Ash Sarkar. I don’t agree with all her views but they’re always interesting and she’s a phenomenal communicator.
The big spike is Glastonbury 🥾🥾🥾
Luvvies trying to play The Traitors is kind of funny. They’re all so nice to and about each-other. The behaviour is so ingrained they can’t escape it.
Joe Marler could wrap me up in that pink blanket. Hold me, Joe 🥺
Lunch break run ✅

Distance: 2.2km
Pace: 8:27/km
Trifle is a pudding basin of sherry with some bits floating in it.

This is not up for debate.
This debate cuts deep.

I won’t touch a trifle that isn’t so boozy it’s a fire hazard.

Husband thinks it should just be jelly, custard and squirty cream.
That is the perfect amount of mash. Assume you have extra gravy in a jug on the side thought?
Tempted to go for another run just to get away from the dog barking.
Please can fireworks fuck off now.
Omfg the dog hasn’t stopped barking for 4 hours.
Picked up some Karrimor ones from SD, nothing fancy but good enough to get me going in this wet, muddy and slippy-leaf weather.

They’re the Caracal Trail running shoes, reduced to £35.
8:30/km pace to break in the new trail shoes. I’m a very soggy cub right now 😅😓💀
2-0 to the Bees at the London City Stadium. 17 shots, 15 in the first 45. 400 passes, 89% pass accuracy.

Today we played like we wanted to be there. It’s a good day to be a 🐝.
a soccer player with the number 7 on his shirt
ALT: a soccer player with the number 7 on his shirt
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Well, I started training today. 5km walk after work. 18k steps, 13.5km.

Then I had a pint and a 40cm hot dog with fried onions. And a bag of Haribo.

Let’s see how this goes before we take options off the table.
In a moment of rashness I’ve signed up for a half marathon. I guess I need to buy some running shoes. And a years supply of Mounjaro.
What happened to 18+ pubs?

Every pub I’ve been in this weekend has been like a crèche. Kids running around everywhere.
Yes but on Bluesky
We absolutely have to stop pensioners working at the tills.

I just got refused service for fucking PVA because she couldn’t tell if I was over 18.

I’m 40.