Racing, claiming piles of medals or running in circles for half the weekend? As always, come and share your weekend experiences below the line
Well that was a busy weekend! Five races, five medals and only one lot of tears. I spent most of Saturday and Sunday in sunny south-west London, for the Richmond Runfest. Saturday morning was the Kew Gardens 10k, a wonderful opportunity to run on the quiet and beautiful paths of the gardens before they are open to the public (free entry to all your support crew too!). Having no goal but to run it reasonably hard, I really loved the experience. The route was necessarily a little twisty but as with the half marathon I did the next day, because the race sets off in separate waves, the course is never congested. It’s also superbly put together, combining the ‘feel’ of a smaller, local race with the organisation of a big one.
The afternoons races were slightly more fraught. Traffic meant we arrived, panting, a whopping nine minutes before my poor 8 year old’s race - and this was the first time she’s ever done one where children run without parents alongside. Her face wobbled but she held it together very bravely and was hopefully cheered up rather than mortified when I managed to run bits of the outside of her marked course with her, calling encouragement. The five year old was rather less stoic (cue total meltdown) but the lovely organisers let me run with her after the rest of the kids in her race were off, so at least she got her bling ..
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