Luce Smith, Features Writer
It’s not a New Years resolution. It’s not an effort to get fit, or fast. But I’m able to do Park runs again. Or park jogs as I like to call them.
This is down to not being injured, not having a lazy lie in, and not having to tire myself with public transport Monday to Friday anymore, due to changing jobs.
It’s also killing two birds with one stone, (is that the saying? sounds wrong) anyway, I get exercise and the dog Bella, gets to make a fool out of me!
However taking the dog is also a good excuse for me not to make it a race and feel pressured. Until she gets used to lots of people galloping round and lots to look at and smell, but I think I’m safe for a few weeks yet.
I took Bella out at 7:30am to give her a good run, so played on the playing fields for 30 mins. I looked at my watch, and was shocked to see the time, 8:10am. Oh dear, 10 minutes behind schedule. We trotted home, and I got changed and went to make a brew. No tea bags. What? I searched the cupboard and found one that had been thrown in some time ago. Perfect. I made tea in my travel flask, grabbed Bella's treats/bribery items, and we were in the car. Only 3 minutes late.
On the way to pick up my running partner, I got stuck behind someone doing 30mph. In a 40mph. Not good. I swung round the bend to take an alternative route, and forgot Bella was in the boot. She went sliding across like kids playing corners (obviously before seat belt rules or on private land) and wasn’t too impressed with me!
Finally got to my friend's house, and was greeted by her, and her 8yr old daughter, who would be joining us on the run. Fabulous, this should be great.
I was chatting, and picked up my brew from the holder. Went to take a swig, and I don’t know what happened next, but hot tea split all down my leg, and, yes, on my crotch. Ouch. I jumped up from my seat in shock, then looked to see the lovely friend in the passenger seat, laughing her head off. Rude.
Not the best start to a run, but hey, let’s just go on, can’t turn back now! But it feels so wrong! I haven’t wet myself. But I may have well have done! Yuk!
Parking is always really limited, so you have to ‘know’ the secret spots, and my co-driver is very good at this (despite being in trouble for laughing at my hot tea mishap) so I let her navigate us to a parking spot.
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Walk for one minute, run for one minute, was the agreement with the 8yr old, which suited me fine! Bella would have enjoyed the faster pace, but not with me at the other end of the lead! I felt a little, errrm, shall we say uncomfortable, running with a not so attractive wet patch on my crotch, but, never cry over spilt tea? what could I do?!
It was a fab run, loved the support from all the fab volunteers, and the support people give one another, it’s just beautiful to see and hear.
Bella enjoyed the paddling pool/pond the most I think, but I didn’t let her drink too much, knowing that it goes in one end…..and we had a run to complete!
We didn’t come last, but it wouldn’t have mattered if we did. The 8 year old however, after being tired mid way, got into full speed and did a sprint finish. Incredible. What a talent. Bella tried to do a sprint finish too, but there was a good smell on the grass, which she had to investigate.
I managed to complete the run, wet crotch and all, so I guess next week can only be better? Such fun!
Parkrun Rerun, 15th January 2018, 9:41 AM