There are many things about parkrun that I don’t understand. One of them is Pymmes parkrun. It is in a picturesque park within spitting distance of public transport. It is flat and fast, and comes complete with trees, a pond and ducks. Grunted hellos to passers by are generally returned with a smile, and the parkrunners hang around at the finish to cheer through the slower runners. The tarmac paths are well maintained, and there is a fantastic looking playground, so it has family friendly potential for anyone pushing a buggy or trying to keep small children entertained.
And yet it is one of the smallest parkruns in London. I just don’t get it. Unless the regulars never ever mention it to anyone because they want to keep it all to themselves. Spoil their fun. Give it a whirl. It’s worth it.
Unfortunately, despite bumping into some familiar faces, I wasn’t able to stay for coffee afterwards because I had the rest of my run to complete. I thought I had it sussed. I’d cut through to the Lee Valley Regional Park and then run north to Broxbourne whence I could catch a train back into central London. Unfortunately, my map reading skills were a touch lacking, and my direct cut through morphed into a less than glamourous tour of some industrial estates. I did find a way in eventually and ran along the towpath in the glorious sunshine as far as Enfield Lock.
15 miles in total (2 warm up, plus 3 parkrun, plus 4 industrial estates, plus 5 park, plus 1 to the station). Now, if only the results would come through, I could find out if I’ve managed a PB on the Adidas parkrun PB weekend.