Me and Becky (daughter number 2) set off for our Sunday run. Mum on her 3rd Stepping Stone and Becky on Week 2 Run 2. Went to the local park where there is a specific "health circuit" along a river and amid beautiful countryside. Obviously you can run in either direction and you will cross runners who may or may not acknowledge you with a smile (see earlier blog!). This morning we had to dodge literally hundreds of runners all heading in our direction Was this the NYC marathon in northern Italy? What the hell was happening? Backtracking was virtually impossible (read DANGEROUS!) and many were telling me that I was going the wrong way, and when I did finally backtrack I nearly tripped up 3/4 runners!
When I got home I found out that it was the local blood donation society (300 runners) running 10K.
I haven't done a park run yet, and I will, but, much as I would like to join this group, I feel immensely inferior. Not only do they run faster than I do but they are of the sleek pony-tailed variety that don't sweat. Something tells me that in the Uk everyone is generally scruffier (than goodness!) and hopefully of more mixed-abilities. (Ladies.. plenty of pleasant derrières, mind you! ) I'd like to join the group but they seem so good! I read their website and there are several ultra-runners amongst them!