Barking parkrun is surprisingly lovely. Surprisingly because I’d registered it as being one of the laps-of-a-playing-field type and it isn’t. It’s two flat tarmac laps which are pleasingly twisting, and which incorporate a lovely stretch along the river (canal?) which positively teems with ducks and geese and swans.
It also came equipped with Martin, a local parkrunner carrying a slight injury, who kept me company from about 1km to 4km and who shared some top tips about good places to push for a little extra speed.
After which, I headed on over to West London to watch ultra runners. Of which more another time.
Dammit, I wasted my Barking/barking joke on twitter…
Barking / barking jokes are never wasted.
Sounds nice, sounds like my kind of parkrun 🙂
It is lovely and the volunteers were a friendly bunch too (though that’s true of pretty much every parkrun).
hahaha sorry but when I read that title I imagined you all running around the park, eer barking.
am hoping doing dog impressions is not obligatory for this parkrun.
number 110! well done 🙂
I’ve stopped looking. I know what’s coming up in my training plan, and tourism is definitely going to be taking a back seat to long runs.