A love letter to parkrun

I may only be on my second post, but I could not go any further without a quick love letter to parkrun.

I feel I might be preaching to the converted here, but I am a big fan of parkrun for its inclusivity, atmosphere, positivity…and all the options it offers.

Most Saturday mornings are spent here…

parkrun is flexible and it’s totally personal – you can go whenever you want, wherever you want and take it as seriously as you want.

Once I realised that meeting friends and/or having a cup of tea afterwards was as important as the run, it all clicked.

When I first went along, I never thought I would get to 100, and was delighted when I passed that landmark last year.

With the 250 milestone a long way off now, I have been enjoying finding some other things to aim at for 2017.

These are:

  • 25 volunteering shifts – I don’t quite know why, but I never got round to ordering the 50 or 100 parkrun t-shirts. I thought I would order them as soon as I could, but then I didn’t and now it seems too late. But the 25 purple volunteer t-shirt is one that I definitely do want.
    Volunteering at parkrun is always a pleasure and makes you feel so much more a part of the community. And it’s not just for the injured or those with an event on the Sunday. I am currently on 15 but hope to get to 25 by the end of the year. The future is purple.
  • 100 parkruns at my local run – I am currently on 96 runs for Cardiff Blackweir (@cardiffparkrun) and am looking forward to reaching the century.
    It’s the volunteers who make parkrun possible

    I might even have got there already if I hadn’t forgotten my barcode a couple of times. Or, on a couple of occasions, I had not wanted to record my time in case it messed up my average (this was in the very, very early days when I took it far too seriously).

  • 20 different locations – parkrun tourism is another of the great things about parkrun. I am currently on 15 locations and I love getting to different events to see what their course is like, meeting the organisers and volunteers, and trying a different café.
    There is a little group of four of us who have a whatsapp group where we plan our next adventures to explore, or if I am away somewhere new, I am always working out if I can fit in a parkrun to start the day.
    Barry Island, Conwy, Guildford, Cheltenham, Reigate and Aberystwyth are a few of the ones I have got to so far, and I look forward to getting to lots more in the future.
  • I hesitate to put this on here, but my final secret ambition is to get back under 20 minutes again.
    I really don’t think times are very important any more, but I used to be able to do it…and maybe I could again? It has been a good few years since I had a proper go at this, and I know it’s a tall order and will take quite a bit of training.

    Glorious views across the estuary at the RSPB reserve which hosts the Conwy course

    Admittedly, running with a buggy for probably around 50 or 60 runs has not helped in the speed stakes, so it all depends on how much time I get.

Whether I reach these targets or not, I can’t thank the parkrun teams around the country enough – from everyone at head office to each volunteer who makes this amazing movement possible.

It has to be the most accessible community out there for runners, and it’s there week after week after week…for free.

I am sure to mention parkrun again in this blog soon, and I am looking forward to getting more familiar with junior parkrun once my boy reaches four next year.

Let me know what you think, and any great parkruns I should be aiming to visit!

Lessons from Mile 17

Back in 2007, I collapsed mid-stride while running the London marathon.

Rather than being tucked up with my medal in a fancy hotel near the finish line, I spent the night in a hospital outside the M25.

From my bed on the ward, I wrote about the experience here.

When I ran London again in 2010, I stopped at Mile 17 to take a photo of where I collapsed. Not sure why.

After recovering, I went on to complete a marathon a few months later, but for several years, I had lots of awkward conversations with the people who had sponsored me for London (I had been doing lots of fundraising and had asked everyone I knew).

I had plenty of time to reflect on what went wrong, and I still think about the lessons that I learnt that day.

These are some of my thoughts:

  • Starting too fast – I was running with a friend at the start and tried to keep up with him for too long when I knew it was too quick for me.
  • Racing Scooby Doo – somewhere in early stages, I saw a man in a Scooby Doo costume and decided that I should be going faster than him. Foolish.
  • Not having any concept of not finishing the race. I had never thought of any other outcome other than completing it, which was a big mistake. I remember thinking “the faster I go, the faster I finish”. As it turns out, this wasn’t true.
  • The heat – last time I checked, 2007 was still the hottest on record (which I am strangely pleased about) but I did not really factor this in.
  • Not stopping for water – obviously linked to the heat, but I ran through at least one stop in 2007 thinking it would slow me down. At every race now, I make sure I slow down to properly take on water at every stop.
  • The crowds – the shouts and the encouragement at any event are truly amazing – but these people aren’t your coach and they don’t really know how you are doing. I remember people shouting my name and I felt I had to go faster or keep running for them. You can take in their shouts as motivation, but if you need to take it easy or walk, then you should. The crowds have forgotten you as soon as you pass and they don’t have to deal with the rest of the race. You do.

    Relieved to have finally got a London medal in 2010
  • Bad decisions – when you are tired, it is like being drunk – you start making bad decisions. Recognise that you are tired and use that to make better decisions – like stopping at water stops or having gels/Shot Bloks when you said you would.
  • Not recognising the signs – I do remember thinking “if I just close my eyes for a bit, I will have covered 10m without looking”. I think I started doing this before I passed out – I must have been quite delirious by this point already. When I ran London again in 2010, I did not recognise a thing after Tower Bridge. I must have been in a daze for about four miles in 2007.
  • It’s all about the medal – times and PBs are great targets, but finishing the event safely is the only important thing.
  • You don’t have to tell everyone about your events. On one hand, telling people can ensure that you are committed to doing it, but on the other, it can bring more pressure. It’s a tricky balance, especially if you are fundraising, so I haven’t quite worked the answer to this one yet!
  • Setbacks can be ok – a few months after my failed attempt, I snuck up to Anglesey and completed the marathon there. A barn at Mona showground may have been a long way from the glamour of the Mall, but it was just fine for me.

I am sure there are more, and I like to think I made a lot of mistakes in one go. Having done so, I don’t want to forget them, as I would rather it didn’t happen again.

It’s now a decade since this experience, but I still think about it a lot during events and this definitely helps me make sensible decisions.

I hope it helps others too – let me know what you think.