There was a time when I couldn’t repeat parkruns. I ran my 51st parkrun at my 50th different venue less than a year after running my first parkrun at Wimbledon. The journey was more than a little obsessive, huge amounts of fun and laid the foundations of my touring community. It was also exhausting.
Fast forward five years and I’m on the cusp of running my 200th different UK parkrun. I’ve been on the cusp for 8 weeks, having run my 199th different UK parkrun at Homewood in early February. Since then, I’ve run two hard efforts at Dulwich, met friends at Reigate, stayed home at Wimbledon under the pressure of an OU deadline, snuck in Kingston before a family wedding, joined some friends at Burgess, and coerced another friend into joining me at Nonsuch. With Worthing planned for this Saturday, another hard effort at Dulwich on the cards for Easter Saturday, a “can’t justify the travel time because of an OU assignment deadline” local repeat the following Saturday and Reading-as-part-of-a-long-run-before-TP100-volunteering on the April/May bank holiday weekend, I’ll still be on the cusp this time next month.
On the cusp and enjoying every moment. Except possibly the eyeballs-out effort at Dulwich.