#ParkRun 81 walked! And it was a pea souper. Glad I got out and about and said good morning to some people as Trish ran it. But I don't love walking it as I don't really get what I need, mentally or physically. But at least I got a smidge. A smidgen. A smidget. It's funny how all human life is at the park on a Saturday morning. Different factions. Like a weird British version of The Warriors. You've got your park runners and within that you've got your elites, your veterans, organisers etc. Then you've got your army guys. British Military Fitness - a group of shouty men bullying some sweaty and regretful looking middle aged people to pumping techno music. On the other side of the park is the old men planking to classic rock. Gentle pushups to the Doobie Brothers. Then you've got your disparates. People driven by unseen demons, eschewing human contact, staring unseen as they pound the floor trapped in their own purgatory. Then the dog walkers in all of their many forms. The young couples in love and the older couples arguing about nothing, united in their dog walking prison. Then the ghosts. Sat on park bench, barely corporeal. Who knows their sorry stories. Their tales of woe...

Can you count, suckeeers? I say the future is ours! If you.... can count.

Anyway..... er..... I've got no clue what I'm on about HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND EVERYONE! X

#ParkRun volunteering again this morning. And I can confirm it is a fresh and bright and MUDDY morning. I am once again timekeepering. It's quite funny to me I keep being trusted with such an important job, as I am an idiot. But it gives me some of the endorphins needed for base line sanity, so I'll take it. I hope you are tremendous and stupendous and all those other big silly words this morning. Cowabunga, my friends. Cowabunga. X

Kickoff was scheduled for 23:30 GMT. I'd never let this fly at #parkrun #NFL #SuperBowl

First #ParkRun of the year! I've not done any actual running for 2 weeks and have been living a lifestyle I'm calling 'Roman Emperor'. So it's with some trepidation I get ready this morning. It's -1 (30°F) out there and this is by far the earliest I've woken up since before the holidays. But I'm showered and coffeed and ready. Looks like I might be soloing it today as despite receiving her coffee with a grunt, there are no further signs of life from The Upstairs Domain. Hang on.... I hear a crash.... SHE LIVES! I am curious to see what happens today as I frankly feel like shit. My depression is wreaking havoc all across my brain land and physically I do not feel good. At all. It seems impossible this stupid act of self sabotage - berking about in the freezing cold in a difficult and hurty way - can help this. But we know from experience, it is the way. What a ludicrous design flaw. Imagine an appliance that doesn't work properly unless it's run around in the cold for half an hour first. Trying to toast some bread but you have to wake up half an hour early to make sure it's run around the garden, otherwise instead of toast it just spits out random bits of carbon. THAT'S NOT HOW TOASTERS WORK SO WHY HUMANS. I want to speak to the manager.

At Hervey Bay #parkrun

#ParkRun volunteering #1 done and done! What a lovely bunch of weirdos and a wholly positive experience. Had my first mince pie of the season and smiled and cheered at a lot of people. I also very much enjoyed lots of strangers referring to me as Marshall. A position of power and authority. Totally gone to my head and am carrying my Marshall power into the rest of the day. Bow down to me, mortals. For I am your Marshall.

😊 I'm doing an all-day 12k Santa fancy dress pub crawl charity run tomorrow, so thought I should at least start with a clear head. I don't really mind not drinking on a Friday anyway, weirdly, and don't like running if I've even had one the night before. Although I am not #running #ParkRun tomorrow as I'm doing my first ever volunteering! Hooray! Quite pleased with myself about that. Bit outside my comfort zone.

It's a horrible morning out there, people! But I am inexplicably chipper! It might be the lack of sleep and all the coffee! But after dropping 17 at work I drove to #ParkRun run a little too fast listening to Better Living Through Chemistry (Fatboy Slim) at what some are calling an irresponsible volume. It is frankly awful out there. That rain that really gets you wet (come on guys not like that). However with Trish away I get to close the gap to 3 between us. I would be pissed if she made it to 100 before me, so this is a big victory. No PB today. Just here to enjoy myself in *checks notes* 5° driving rain. Huzzah! Hope you're all tucked up nice and warm.

#ParkRun 78..... I think. With #StormDarragh cancelling many across the UK due to a Red Weather Warning, we appear to be working on the basis we're still running. However my wife has just said dramatically "LOOK IN THE GARDEN" and one of the chairs has blown over, so I'm secretly hoping she calls it. Hope you're all surviving out there. 💨

Inhaltswarnung: Boring, running Zum Öffnen/Schließen klicken

#ParkRun 76!

I have nothing of value to say. It's cold. It's raining. It is apparently going to be gale force winds. Let's hope they're behind me, lifting me along as though upon the wings of a vengeful god.

🔔OYEZ, OYEZ, OYEZ🔔

#ParkRun 74 done and motherflippin' DONE!

I must tell you a secret.... shhh... come closer.... I was NOT up for it this morning. In fact, I was downright DOWN for it. Cold, cold, misery. Terrible week. Mental health in the toilet. I skipped running on Tuesday for a reason I can't remember and I skipped it again on Thursday because, chums, I was simply too sad.

So getting there this morning was... a process.

However.

THANK MOTHER GAIA AND ALL OF THE QUANTUM LAWS.

I. Feel. Normal again. No small thing. To go from basically a Very Unhappy version of myself to back in control. Felt like I had angry snakes in my brain. Totally fine on the surface, cancerous and black on the inside. Managed to squeeze all those demons back into my inner Phantom Zone for the time being.

I say this all the time, but am constantly amazed at what I get from running. It is, of course, deeply unfair that I can't get it from, say, creamy pasta? That would be awesome. Oh no, I'm feeling mentally unwell, must be carbonara time!

Anyway... Waffle waffle nonsense waffle. I hope you are having a good weekend. I hope your MUM is having a good weekend (seriously, how is she, I haven't spoken to her since we made sweet sweet love - ONLY JOKING).

Beaming you all the best. Just by being here you are in the top 1% of my favourite people, so take comfort in the knowledge that come the revolution, I shall spare you.

PEACE! 🫳
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