“Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak of December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.”
Is it just me that feels slightly melancholy as December dawns and we enter the rump of the year? This year seemed no different: slate grey skies and a cold, hard drizzle in the air.
“I can taste the tin of the sky —- the real tin thing. Winter dawn is the colour of metal.”
Nevertheless, 210 hardy parkrunners and a crack squad of volunteers, mainly consisting of Nottingham’s own Rebel Runners, descended upon a starkly beautiful Colwick Country Park as celebrants to event #386.
The Rebels were here to celebrate the graduation of yet another couch to 5km group. Nottingham seems especially blessed with running clubs and communities like this, with a conveyer belt of new runners gently encouraged into the welcoming bosom of the parkrun community. Well done to coaches and graduate alike! Mindful that the winter is drawing in and that Christmas is a very difficult time of year for many people, the Rebels organised a collection for the Netherfield food bank and our wonderful community at Colwick donated food and gifts for the "cherish a child" programme in such quantities that we easily filled the back of a car. Thank you, everyone: these donations will make a very real difference to people in our local area.
Find out more about the Rebels here. http://rebelrunnersnottingham.co.uk/
“Come, come thou bleak December wind,
And blow the dry leaves from the tree!
Flash, like a Love-though, thro’me, Death
And take a Life that wearies me.”
In spite of the distinctly grimy weather, Claire welcomed 30 first timers at the Briefing as well as tourists from as far afield as Braunstone, Leicester and Forest Rec.
Sarah Melrose also celebrated her 50th parkrun with us. Congratulations Sarah, and we look forward to seeing you proudly wearing that very natty scarlet milestone t-shirt very soon!
You were timed in Matt and Tina, with 28 of you managing to record PBs. Well done!
Stuart and Reed ran a particularly smooth funnel (excellent funnel management by Reed in particular there, making sure that everyone stayed in order).
Your elite scanning squad was Fiona, Jess and Chris, with Lord Archer supervising a very neat and mostly legible clipboard.
You were cheered on and high-fived around the course by our crack team of marshals: Chris deputising for Roy at the split, Peter on sign 10, Zoe and Ross down by the Warden’s hut, Lisa at the corner as you leave the road, Natalie by the playground and Alan in the car park.
Your tailwalkers were Iain, James, Charlotte, Richard, Anjela, Lynsey and Bobby the dog!
Terry was guided this week by Caitlin and Iris was encouraged around the course by Coach Moffatt.
Andrew took some fantastic photos, which you can view here:
Richard and Caitlin sorted the tokens in the Daleside over a coffee as your Run Director Tim processed the results as it really started to rain.
It might be winter now, but remember:
“We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December”
Shakespeare might have been a bit gloomy about the dark days, freezing nights and the scant pleasures of the fleeting year, but we parkrunners know that we have memories so that we might have roses in December.
We are not Summer's Children; no Winds of Winter can stop this parkrun.
See you next week for more of the same.