One strange day!

I've decided to write tonight's post in news style with a touch of tabloid sensationalism. Hopefully it won't be too random to understand. Enjoy

Fat man completes epic journey

In a what can best be described as a complete brain explosion, 40-year-old university student, Paul Smeaton, today walked home from his uni campus in an apparent effort to "do some exercise."

The nine kilometre journey took Mr Smeaton 1 hour and 40 minutes and left the self proclaimed "fat bastard" feeling exhausted and confused.

The bizarre decision came after the man originally walked from his campus to the bus-stop before deciding to continue on up the hill a bit in an effort to avoid his afternoon workout.

The self-proclaimed fat bastard said he wasn't really sure why he walked all the way home when his original plan was merely to walk a few stops and get a sweat up.

"I'm not really sure why I walked all the way home," Mr Smeaton said.

"My plan was to walk a few stops just to get a sweat up".

The walk wasn't the only bizarre occurrence Mr Smeaton experienced on the day after he had earlier left home on his push-bike to ride to University.

With less than half the journey completed, the clearly unstable individual attempted an advanced kerb hopping manoeuvre on his bike only to find it way beyond his minimal cycling ability.

The bike performed a radical fishtail manoeuvre slamming into the concrete kerb and severely buckling his rear wheel.

Confused and dazed, Mr Smeaton chained the bike to the nearest solid structure and set off for the bus stop in an effort to make his 9am lecture.

Bus patrons were somewhat dismayed at the sight of the sweaty, podgy, lycra clad fool that boarded their bus while wondering why a man would wear such an outfit and carry a bike helmet all without a bike.

Mr Smeaton said despite the obvious problems the morning wasn't a total loss.

"I got two seats to myself all the way to the city," Mr Smeaton said.

"I'm not sure why but lots of people sort of looked at the spare seat then went and stood up in the aisle".

Mr Smeaton's 13-year-old daughter Naomi was at home to greet her father as he walked up the street.

"He just walked up the driveway and I said 'Where's your bike?'" Miss Smeaton remarked.

"He just said he'd had a stack so he walked home from Uni,"

"He's pretty weird".

Mr Smeaton indicated he was unlikely to repeat the feat in the near future.

"I don't reckon I'll do it again soon," he said.

"My dodgy knee's a bit sore."

When asked if this insane walk was the stupidest thing he'd ever done, Mr Smeaton was forthright in his reply.

"No way I've done heaps of dumb shit in my time," he said.

"Chances are I'll do something stupider next week."