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.