Saturday Morning Fever
The run report with Snap, Crackle, Pop and Bee Gees by John Chapman
I woke up with my usual Saturday enthusiasm, as it’s the day for either parkrun or an away trip watching Bristol City. Today is parkrun day, and I decided that it’s most definitely a Rice Krispies T-Shirt day, my regular big pre-run dilemma. Today was my 25th run, so that’s 125km, and still only halfway to a T shirt. It would be much simpler to just buy one in Primark, but not half as much fun, mud or steps.
For those of us at the back, the briefing was the usual inaudible mumbling, so we just clapped, waved our arms, cheered and booed randomly, in the hope that we provided the right response. Maybe you need someone with cue cards halfway down, so that we get it right. The reward for finishing in the Top 200, you get to hear the words. The rest of us were guessing, which could be embarrassing if we got it wrong.
I am sure that most of you reading this know the course by now, congestion, nice view, steps, reasonable path, replica of Somme battlefield, rabbit holes, home straight, finish. A wide variety of times, a real mix of ages and abilities, and all of the runners participated enthusiastically, and (hopefully) had a great time. There were 443 runners, that is real Wowzer stuff, and yet another amazing turnout. Not so good for us at the back, it takes even longer just to reach the starting line, and The Somme is even more churned up. Well done to the first person over the finishing puddle, Aled Anderson.
Today, as always, I met some wonderful people, all participating for different reasons, and even though it’s for fun, everyone has their personal goals that they wish to achieve. My goal has been to achieve a new PB. Today, I achieved that (2 minutes off my real PB).
Now the photos
Today, we welcomed some Leicester Tiggers egg-chasing fans, as they were playing the unimaginatively named Bath Rugby. Is there a Rugby Rugby? Welcome to all the newbies, for safety reasons we’ve Got To Get a Message To You about the course. I hope you had a really great time, and we see you back sometime soon. Loved the question “Is there a trophy?” Now that is a good suggestion, not that I will need to buy a trophy cabinet if adopted! Did anyone as How Deep Is Your Mud?
Talking of Tiggers, here is the culprit of about 99% of the muddy paw prints on runners clothing, Tiggerdog, aka Bobbie. How could you be cross with such a lovable dog though? Didn’t really capture her from the best angle in this photo. To finish, there’s a few random pics from today. As ever, thank you to all of the volunteers who make these runs happen, some magnificent arm-waving and pointing was evident today.
A view of the runners, I’m sure that the guy at the back wearing the green jacket is pointing out that going straight to breakfast might be a better option.
And to those wondering whether to join us, as the Gibb Brothers nearly sang, You Should Be Running, or walking, or skipping, or dancing…. Would that be Jive Walking??? On that note, time to get my coat/ strait jacket.