Todays Janathon adventure was a parkrun. This was my third parkrun, all at different venues so reckon this makes me a Parkrun tourist of the very small degree.
As I post this the results are not in (time moves slooooowly in the south-west) but this will be my slowest time due in part to many factors
- The mud
- The hills
- The mud
- The extra stone I am carrying and not the one in my shoe
- The mud
- I went slowly deliberately to make the next time easier to get a PB!
- The mud
Jo Pavey ran this today too so running with the elite in mud! Did I mention the mud? It was incredible. Very hard to keep upright for those of us as sure-footed as an elephant! At one point I went through muddles to remove the red cloying stuff on the bottom of my trainers off as they were getting very heavy. I enjoyed it though and when I could take my eyes off the terrain it really was a beautiful place to run.
Todays treasure was found in the chapel in the form of a Christmas tree decorated a la parkrun.
This afternoons adventure was to
then my little treasure acted like a beaver and created a dam.
*sings*
Mud, mud, glorious mud!
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood.
So follow me, follow,
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow
In gloooooooooorious mud!
you mean you had mud on the mud on your trainers and ended up about 3 inches taller?
I would love to do a parkrun
I love mud – cross country has become my favourite thing…
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