I’m still not running. My foot is improving, but although many things are back in the painless pot, brisk walking and running are not.
On the plus side, that does leave me plenty of time for volunteering, or socialising as it is otherwise known.
I started off the weekend at Eastleigh parkrun where I renewed my acquaintance with Zoe and Stephen Wright (now bona fide parkrun tourists on the most events table), James Saunders (parkrun tourist and ambassador), and Barbara and Ian Boshier (50-clubbers who were first timers the only other time I ventured to Eastleigh).
I then made my way to Bluebell Hill in Kent to help out at the North Downs Way 100. It was an arduous job, involving kettle pouring, biscuit eating and prolonged bouts of story-telling, but it was made bearable by the company of Nici, Andy and Gary and by the chance to observe ultra-runners in their natural habitat.
All of which left me desperate to run, but I resisted temptation and went for a 3 hour bike ride instead. Using bus routes 57, 50, 166, 293 and 213 as my guide.