The day I became a runner

So I’ve figured out today is the day I’ve become a runner. I’ve seen an article on our local news site where there’s a festive fun run taking place in a pub near me. Reading the article I saw that the distance would be “less than one mile”.

My first thought was “Aww, is that all?”.

If only Rhys from 2 years ago could see me now.

If time allows, I’m probably going to try and do it. It’s £2, and it is for a good cause, and the folks at The Griffin are good people. But yeah, that’s a sprint! May run there for a warm up!1

(Header photo is from 2 weeks ago at St Helens’ Parkrun when I set my best 5k time of 33:02. St Helens is a really hilly parkrun so happy with my time. Also I’m wearing my Stonewall FC “Trans Pride” football shirt as I think it’s funny that it exists when EA is going to be sold to a far right regime. Also trans rights.)

  1. You watch when I do it I do something like twist my ankle and fail miserably. Curse my overconfidence! ↩︎

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