The Facebook group UK parkrun tourists is for those seriously serial and widely travelled runners who have been to more than 20 different events. At that point, your name appears on the “Most Events” table, and as an unofficial means of recognising each other on our many jaunts, the cow cowl is worn a visible symbol of this acheivement.
I knew Minnie had been to many of the Norn Irn parkruns with me, but it wasn’t till I actually sat down and counted, that I realised she’d been at 19! MUSA is a no-dog event, and the distant runs at Enniskillen, Limavady, Derry and Portrush were ones I had done on various weekends away, without her. But she’s pretty well behaved on long journies, and has been to fairly faraway runs in Omagh and Rostrevor.
I’ve long wanted to take her with me to Portrush. We’ve done the Waggy Races twice now over the same distance on the next beach along the stunning north coast, in Portstewart, where rather conveniently my parents live. So having checked the all important tide times, I plumped for 22 April as the chosen date.
The morning dawned cloudy but dry, which to be honest is perfect running conditions. We left at a quarter to 8 and were pulling into the car park at 9. I’d had a bit of a niggle with my back since my last Sunday long run, but Deep Heat seemed to be working its miracles, and I didn’t feel any problems when running. Mum and Dad were there to see me off, and Cracker posted his customary Saturday morning status update as “Cracker says: Oh Minnie you’re so fine, you’ve parkrun at 20 sites, Hey Minnie! Hey Minnie!”
I chatted to a few other tourists who’d got talking to my cow cowl, and some fellow Wallace folk. There were just under 200 runners, but even starting at the back, with a wide stretch of sand it’s easy enough to weave through, and we soon found a good spot where we weren’t in anyone’s way, and Minnie could really stretch her legs.
Portrush is a tough course, even with light winds and low tide. Yes it’s dead flat, but you need a certain level of determination to keep on going on an out and back course, and that finish line seems like it never gets any closer!
But I knew all my previous run times here had been in the 30s, so I was reasonably confident of a PB. And indeed I crossed the line in 26:26, my best time in quite a while. But of course I couldn’t have done it without my best running companion.
Thank you Minnine, and well done!
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Our first run at Wallace
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and I chose my accommodation based on proximity to a parkrun I had yet to do. So I ended up in a very well located Air BnB in Bermondsey right beside beautiful Southwark Park.
Wide tree-lined avenues,
and car-parking didn’t seem to be an issue. Most people walked, so I’m guessing they live locally. Bermondsey tube on the Jubilee line is a 10 minute stroll away, and there are a couple of bus stops near by too. Sadly, the toilets are in the cafe,
which doesn’t open till 9, but Surrey Quays shopping centre is the closest alternative.
I did spot my first cow cowl “in the wild”, as well as an apricot shirt from Stormont.
So I tucked the keys into my grey wrist band, and looped Cracker onto my watch strap.
Dancing At Lunacy 