Welcome to the June newsletter.
May has been busy. Really busy. We have finally got out on the trails and we know how happy that makes us feel. It’s so much more enjoyable with the warmer temperatures and the longer evenings.
The race reports are a little longer this month, but I guess that trying to condense 2 days of the Green Belt Relay into 400 words was never a possibility. We hope that you enjoy them.
This month we have some brilliant race reports, updates from the social committee, Theresa’s update from parkrun and a lovely Coaches Corner piece from Andrew Baillee.
Coaches Corner with Andrew Baillee
A few weeks ago I overheard one of our runners say (as another runner went past), you know, in my mind I picture myself running like her, but it never seems to look like it in reality!
Aside from identifying with that sentiment, this is something we could all benefit from. Positive mental imagery has been used in science and sport for many years, with many good examples of top sportsmen using this to achieve their goals. Jack Nicklaus, still the most successful golfer of the modern era, winning eighteen grand slam events between 1962 and 1986, never hit a golf ball, not even in practice, without first picturing the flight of the ball in his mind. If you watch the world downhill skiers when they prepare, they go through the route in their mind, living each turn as though they were physically doing it.
So, what can that mean for us? Well, it doesn’t mean we should be envisaging the route for each planned race (although if that works for you, please continue!). What I’m talking about is our own technique. For me, looking at other runners puts into focus what we can learn from them, and I can always find something good about every runner’s technique, which can be a pointer for my own running technique.
We can learn from our own club members. For example, when I’m running downhill, I try and picture the relaxed confidence of Trevor Symes running downhill. There are very few runners I know who can’t nail a downhill section like Trevor, and his technique of no fear, once mastered, can gain you vital seconds and indeed positions in a race.
Paul Sargent has a nice relaxed running style, which belies his speed. Relaxed shoulders and upper body, and a running style which doesn’t look any different from the start of a race to the end of it, no matter the distance! From Paul we can all learn that a strong core makes everything look a lot easier, which it is! Jon Boxall is also one to look at for a strong core.
Cadence (the number of steps per minute) is something I work on. The suggested perfect cadence is around 180-190 (depending upon height), with the science being that a higher cadence promotes a midfoot strike. One person who I think has good cadence is Jason Collett. If you watch Jason’s head, you will also note a lack of vertical movement – no head-bobbing at all. Mark Nicholls is also a good one to watch for cadence.
Another thing to look at is leg action. Legs working well and effectively will also work efficiently for you, making each step easier in the long run (pun intended!). Watching Glyn Merritt running at pace shows a good technique – his legs have an almost piston movement, with high knees and heels tucked up under the glutes while the opposite leg pushes down and back with each step. Good extension of the hips when driving back too.
Good arm work is also important; driving back with every step assists in the forward movement (evidence of Newton’s 3rd law – For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction). Jon Herbert is a good one to watch at races for this.
I realise I’m missing out at least half the club by commenting on the men only! That’s partly because I’ve spent a lot of my time in the performance squad, which is short on women most of the time. However, I believe men can learn from the running styles of women, and vice versa; there are just as many good examples of female runners in our club as men. Liz Carter has a good strong upright technique showing evidence of a strong core, with good strong arms; Catherine Kempton’s leg action is also one to follow, along with a good lean. I recently watched Alice Birdsall on club night and was impressed with her heal pick-up and general leg action. I could go on, but I hope I’ve made my point.
This is not to say that my own technique is perfect – far from it! That’s one reason why I watch other people’s. And If I haven’t mentioned you earlier, please don’t take that as an assumption that you have nothing of note to credit you in your technique, more that I haven’t really had the opportunity to see you run!
One last word of warning, though – technique can take months to change, given that it’s been that way for probably most of your life, and from experience when you think you’ve made a big change, it’s doubtful anyone else would notice a difference! But remember every run is an opportunity for us all to work on technique, and every run with the club is an opportunity to study and learn from your fellow club members!
Happy running, BHR!
A few links for those with more interest:
London Marathon – 24th April 2016
(By Oli Dewdney)
So I’m quite bad at trying to remember what I did yesterday, but here I go with a report on the Virgin London Marathon 2016. There I was in October arriving home and there was the bumble bee…a yes! I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry but I think with the odds against you, you never quite expect it.
So a week after the Brighton marathon, I was absolutely ecstatic to give my all to this amazing race and the whole day was a lot less nervy than I was expecting. This was mainly because a group of BHR members got the train together and everyone offers so much support to each other, even though it was wayyyy too early for me, we had a laugh and got to the event nice and early.
We arrived to the big event and of course took the obligatory selfie with other blue starters. Everyone was really excited for this and it’s easy to tell why. Almost 40,000 people run this event, spectators line the entire course and the iconic course has incredible views. They pulled no punches this year and with the 1 millionth finisher crossing the line it was aptly named “one in a million”.
So I set off, and the conditions were perfect, much cooler than the week before. I knew it wouldn’t be particularly quick but I wanted to just enjoy the day. I decided to run right next to the fences the whole race, to give high fives and soak up the support!
The incredible views of Tower Bridge, Westminster, Buckingham Palace and Cutty Sark were amongst some really mind blowing moments which really give you a great feeling.
The supporters are non-stop! And this is perhaps what makes the whole event a bit easier, my pace over the event was quite consistent, though not spectacular – I ran the whole marathon, and this is because the crowd just keep you going. I approached mile 21 and my family and girlfriend were there to support and took the below photo. This was my face the entire way, I ran the whole event with a massive smile on my face because I just enjoyed the whole experience.
I got great support from incredible BHR supporters, as well as seeing Colin Jackson and getting a high five while screaming like a fan girl in his face! One big hug from Neil Dawson later and I was on my way to the finish. Mile 23 and the time just flies from here. The noise was unbelievable and the best part is Westminster. I kept smiling as I made the way to the finish, the last mile was pretty tough as at this point you are drained but crossing the line was the most rewarding experience. We all run for the bling and the VLM bling was lush. I finished in a respectable 4 hours 27.
For anyone who is considering running the VLM – I can thoroughly recommend, and I’ll keep my fingers crossed that you get a place! J
The Bluebell 10 Mile – 24th April 2016
(By Oliver Jones)
We arrived at the car park the south side of the A27 at about 9:30. The course offers two car parks depending on the weather, the second car park which we were in is nearer Angmering village. It was about a ten minute walk to the Fox Pub where the race started, a nice garden with a big Marquee to watch the goings on of the London Marathon and to put your bags in.
The race started promptly at 10:30 from further down the lane from the pub. You start off on the road and for the first mile you gradually work your way up the hill towards and into the woods.
As you got into the woods you could see immediately why this was called the bluebell run, although not out fully it was a beautiful sight. The route took you through the woods for about two miles before you started going down the downs and out into the grassland. You carried on following the footpaths on mile four and the course had a double back on itself where you could see and cheer on fellow runners as you went past them.
I was running with Nigel and this point and we could see fellow BHR so I cheered them on as always, Jay cheered ‘go on the beast’ which I responded to. Nigel was doing fine and he didn’t mind me pushing on a bit, the next challenge was a big hill at about the five mile mark. I saw Benny gradually climbing up the hill and had him in my sights.
As I got to the top the hill you could see a load of sheep panicking because of all the runners, they had decided to run towards the gate I was meant to be going through. A bit of sheep avoidance and trying not to scare them too much and Benny and I made it through the gate. A track you followed then went past some buildings and it worked its way back to the forest, me and Benny were having a bit of a battle at this point and we overtook each other a couple of times.
The course went back into the woods at about mile nine and you saw a lot more bluebells than before, the tracks were not too muddy and there were families out for a Sunday stroll with their dogs. I had managed to catch up with Benny and pushed on a bit. In the process of pushing on towards the final stages of the race you cross over the course where you go out from about the one mile mark on towards the two mile mark.
I managed to increase my speed and could see Simon in the distance, somehow I managed to catch him and we ran towards the finish together. We both saw the massive hill that led to the finish, as we went up the hill we saw James out supporting the club and waiting for Hannah. Simon had the stronger finish and pushed up the hill beyond me. The finish was in the back of the Fox Pub, it was a nice finish as the spectators and other runners could see you go across the line.
After the finish you had a selection of Cliff Bars to choose from. Overall a very good race and the BHR ladies did very well in getting first and second place.
I really liked the race and would do it again, it is on the same day as the London marathon so if you don’t get into the marathon it is a nice alternative.
Hedgehoppers 5 (WSFRL) – 8th May 2016
(By Caz Wadey)
The Hedgehoppers 5, a race that I only really remembered because of the long walk to the start and the fact it was my first fun run of 2015 after a few months of not running and I moaned my way around it complaining of the ‘never ending hills’!
This year I decided to chill out about it and truly take it as a ‘fun run’. I was going to run with Hannah and we were taking it easy and enjoying the scenery and as it turns out, the glorious weather!
It is a longish walk to the start, but when you are chatting away and the sun is shining down on you and all you can see ahead and behind you is a sea of blue vests and t-shirts, it really doesn’t take that long.
We all congregated on a chalky path up on the downs, all very relaxed and the supporters got comfy on the grass verges in the sunshine and I made sure I could see Hannah before we started. I was chatting to Steve Roberts and all of a sudden I heard someone say ‘We’re off!’ and that was it. We all started trotting along (some faster than others) and Hannah and I got in to our stride. It always takes me a good mile to get going and the fact that most of the first 2 miles are on an upward climb did make it feel a little harder. The marshals were plentiful and encouraging and it wasn’t too long before the path makes way to open fields and you are winding your way up towards Devils Dyke.
There was a lovely breeze at this stage and stunning views and I found myself really enjoying the run. I had also forgotten to wear my Garmin, which certainly made me more relaxed, as I wasn’t constantly checking my pace or my mileage.
We had a little walk on one of the final climbs up towards Devils Dyke and were joined by Neil. We were having a little joke with him when he spotted Jon Lavis in the next field with the camera, so we broke in to a run although we did stop to pose for this shot! It really was a beautiful spot for a photo opportunity!
You climb up again from here until you reach a loop back point, so at this stage you pass some of the runners ahead of you which always encourages a few ‘Blue Army’ or ’Burgess Hill’ shouts and because there are always a lot of us there are quite a few of these! We had to pass a few cows as we turned round, but even this didn’t bother me as I was feeling good and loving the run!
From this point we ran back across another field and downhill (hurrah!) before we joined the path again to retrace our steps back to the start/finish point. The ground was quite uneven so there was a little bit of dodging and jumping about which keeps you on your toes, but Hannah and I were now running at a reasonable pace although hadn’t stopped chatting the whole way round!
We knew there was an uphill finish so were prepared for this and there were a few little inclines before we hit the last hill, but even this wasn’t as bad as I had remembered and we were getting a few shouts of ‘Come on Burgess Hill’ from the marshals as we ran past. When you reach the top of the hill you are immediately looking for the finish (well Hannah and I were!) but it isn’t too far from here and you can hear the shouts from the people cheering everyone in and always the incredible support from the Blue Army who are always on mass at the finish line.
It was a truly lovely run which was obviously helped by the weather, but because I just treated it as a relaxed morning run in the sunshine with a good friend, it made it so much better than last year and the icing on the cake was to find out that evening that team BHR finished in 1st place!!! Wooohooooo!!
The Greenbelt Relay – 21st & 22nd May 2016
(By Paula Ridley)
The Green Belt Relay is an annual 22-stage running relay race around 220 miles of the Green Belt around the outside of London over a single weekend. The course mainly follows footpaths, towpaths or minor roads and is organised by The Stragglers running club. Teams are formed of 11 people with each runner taking on one stage each day.
Although the race is a relay, each stage starts at a fixed time. This allows each stage to be a competitive race in its own right, and also allows teams of all different standards to stay roughly together as they advance along the route. Each stage averages about 10 miles but difficulty levels (from 0 – easy to 10 – bloody hard) and distances vary. This is also a self-marshalled course, so not only do you run but you have marshalling responsibilities too; providing a great opportunity to cheer on your runners and of course all the other teams.
Well that’s the sensible bit, mostly plagiarised from the event website which gives you the facts but doesn’t begin to touch on the spirit, madness, incredible logistics and sheer fun of the weekend. I should say, due the nature of the event I can only write this report from my own perspective and as I was the driver/passenger of 1 out of 3 buses I can only report on a portion of the event. I could of course give you the results, but what I really want to share is the guts of it all so I apologise in advance therefore if this report doesn’t capture everyone’s best moments of an incredibly memorable weekend. I also apologise for the length but this race has 22 starts, 22 finishes and is two days long!
It all starts back in November when the wonderful Neil Dawson and Jay Wadey begin putting the teams together. This is BHR’s 3rd year and we’ve grown by a team each year so with the interest of 33 runners piqued the process begins. Team captains are named as Neil, Jay and Andy Sayers and it’s a meeting in Weatherspoons in February which reveals the legs carefully chosen for each runner. A draw takes place to establish which team we’re all in….will it be #wadeyswinners, #sayersshortarses (that name came about after all those vertically challenged were randomly selected for the same team – sorry folks!) or #dawsonsdreams. It’s also on this night we find out which minibus we’ll be riding in, who our drivers will be and who will be running the same legs as us….company or competition!? How Neil and Jay put this all together I’ll never know; the logistics of getting three teams of 11 runners around a 220 mile course, with marshalling duties too is mind blowing. However they do it, with great finesse, and we’re all sent away to research our legs. Needless to say, with 3 months to go there are inevitably movers and shakers so the organisation never rests. Just the fundamentals of finding 3 minibuses within budget, making the hotel arrangements, getting everyone fed are all projects of their own.
So May arrives and the boys go off to a captains meeting before getting us all together again in the Block and Gasket 8 days ahead of the event to provide us with our GBR T shirts, race numbers and final instructions….. It’s all systems go and excitement is growing. Sleeps are being counted.
The morning of the race arrives and 33 runners, reserves and a kindly driver (Kevin) converge at 6:15am ready to head off to Hampton Court in the three Convent buses, of all things, organised by Alan. The excitement is palpable and the journey there is full of banter, laughs and silliness. Just in that short journey I’ve learnt more about my comrades’ bodily functions then I ever should know and this theme continues with startling frequency throughout the two days. As a club we choose to all join together at the start line to see our first runners off, in this case Oliver Jones, Nigel Cruttenden and Alice Birdsall. I’m not going to name every runner for every leg in the body of this report but these three had the honour of kicking the weekend of awesome running off so are well worth a mention. With only 40 teams the start line looks nothing like the events we are used to, even compared to smaller events like Parkruns. I’m in no way exaggerating when I say some of the other clubs are serious in every way which can make toeing the start lines potentially intimidating places. However, what is glaringly obvious is the incredible support BHR have for every runner, whatever their ability and this is what makes being on the start lines nothing but fun. With our pals making more noise than anyone else (and generally behaving like hooligans) the nerves just disappear. So as the first leg heads out from Hampton Court BHR splits into three buses and begin their journeys around the first half of the course. With clever organisation as one bus drops a runner to a start line another is picking their runner up from a finish at the same point so we continually cross paths with the other two BHR vans.
In Vehicle 2 we head off with me driving and Steve R navigating. We make our way to Boveney well ahead of our runners start time and wander into a huge Triathlon event just down the river where we stop for coffee, food and a little mingling. We’ve only been there a few minutes and Alan’s gained temporary custody of a Springer spaniel but his offer to hold the attractive owners bacon roll is declined…. unlucky Alan. With breakfast consumed we cheer the first three runners from our bus off and then head for Little Marlow. We’re able to hang around to watch Catherine, Emma and Liz cross the finish line of their stage looking fantastic. With Alan, Simon and Miranda off and running we make our way to Little Marlow to pick them up. It’s an 11 mile run for them but a 29 mile drive for us. Fortunately we are there well in time and as we park up in the local pub we feel it only right to be patrons too. With a swift half knocked back we’re able to quickly catch up with the BHR crew who have just sent Gary W, Glyn and John P off, now heading for Great Kingshill.
And so it continues….. There are three BHR runners stomping along The Green Belt Way at any given moment between 8:30am until around 8:15pm when Ann, Cath and Kim cross the line at Blackmore, Essex. During this time each vehicle must pick up a marshalling responsibility too. Ours was whilst Jon, Steve and Jill were dashing between Chipperfield and St Albans so we were able to cheer them on part way through their leg. We also had to provide water for all runners and ensure Caution Runner signs were in place on a very busy road. Crossing 40 runners across some heavy traffic was rather hair raising for us all, apart from Alan for obvious reasons, but completed successfully. I should say at this point BHR gained a reputation for supportive, noisy, marshalling described at the closing speech as ‘mini raves’ and contributing to us being presented a special award…more on that at the end. We were just able to see Jill and Steve finish as we leapt out of our van at St Albans (Jon L had stormed home just before) and we were able to catch up with the team who had sent Jay, Flic and Neil off towards Letty Green. As the day goes on the pickup and drop offs prove to get tight and with some unlucky traffic Steve G, myself and Theresa are launched from the bus at Dobbs Weir into the arms of Emma and Liz who direct us swiftly to the start line (via a loo) just in time to shout our numbers to the timekeepers and hear the starters horn. So I’m up and running with 2 fantastic companions on my first leg in three years, yippee…and despite poor Theresa suffering badly with her asthma and after almost being tempted into the house of a couple of ladies offering wine we completed our 10.6 mile leg to High Beach. We had wonderful support from our van crew who had made their way down the course a little way to find us and run us home. This was the end of the first day’s madness for our van and it was time to make our way to the hotel.
The Premier Inn, Brentwood can only really be described as colourful. It’s a popular spot for hen and stag nighters, illustrated well by the young lady in veil carrying a large inflatable willy, but then we’re not exactly sedate so we fit in rather well. It’s almost 10pm when we make our way to the very local curry house who are ready and waiting for us, already prepped with our food orders. The beer flows, the curry is greedily swallowed and stories of the first day shared. We celebrate Kim’s birthday eve with some beautiful cupcakes presented by Helen and although most of us are ready to crash into bed at 12am I’m led to believe others continued on in another bar. Somehow, during all this James and Steve B have managed to fit a visit in to Wembley to watch the FA Cup final and make it back to join us for curry. Shame about the result boys but I think the need to drown their sorrows, or Steve’s at least, may have instigated the after dinner drinks!
The second day is a repeat of the first, with some of us being lucky enough to fit breakfast in before leaving the hotel. Unlucky all those on the first bus out! Sadly, the first day had thrown up a few injuries and with Emma and Theresa making the sensible decision to sit the second day out some shuffling takes place. Daniel volunteers himself up to run 2 legs (incredible), Cath moves to join Catherine and Liz, whilst Karen takes up the reins with me and Steve on the final leg of the day. Everybody has sterling runs, especially considering we’re all on tired legs so the second day consists of top efforts, ice creams, some more hydration and more hilarious banter. Particularly worth a mention I heard Simon A say quite casually that his leg on the second day is the furthest he’s ever run. It also later transpires that Jon L has broken the V50 stage record for leg 13. Helen also runs a leg within cut off ahead of her London to Brighton challenge the following week and Steve G and I are rather delighted to come in within cut off on the second day too. The in-between race conversations prove to remain as bizarre and inappropriate as the first day and have no place here, I’ll just let you imagine. The races themselves bring consistent feedback of “beautiful views”, “stunning scenery” and such like. We really are blessed to have the opportunity to run some of these trails. I know more great running accomplishments were happening in the other BHR vans so apologies to them for not having the details of everyone’s brilliance.
As the second day passes again the start times get tight, this is all part of the fun. Simon’s driving is put to the test again when he is asked to deliver me, Karen and Steve G to a start the GPS says is 35 minutes away in 30 minutes. With his top driving we just about make it and again are launched from the van with moments to spare before we’re off and heading just over 9 miles back to where the craziness started on Saturday morning. In fact it finishes just nearby at the Hawker Centre where a BBQ, bar and awards await us. So with us three and 37 others running everyone else make their way there to form the most spectacular finish funnel. I say spectacular because I cannot describe the loveliness of running 9 miles along a very peaceful, very tranquil tow path to suddenly pop out into a mass of people and wonderful noise. Others who have done this leg before us will know what I mean but it is just the most incredible feeling. An Ealing Eagle was waiting just before the finish to hand me a beer as the three of us joined hands and dashed for the line. Karen described it as feeling as though she was flying and a moment she’ll keep forever and Steve G and I can only echo this. The sudden lift you get from 40 teams celebrating the end of a fantastic event is just brilliant. And to top off the weekend in true Burgess Hill Runners style we are awarded The Wissahickon Trophy as the most supportive club for the second year running. I don’t think we could have been any more proud of our teams, our club or of Neil and Jay for making this extraordinary weekend work. The words, fantastic, brilliant, wonderful etc have been used over and over. It’s all of those and I can only finish by saying…..count me in for next year.
Thank you Neil Dawson and Jay Wadey, simply amazing.
The 3 Forts Half Marathon – 2nd May 2016
(By Neil Dawson)
This was my first 3 Forts Half Marathon. In fact it was my first hilly trail half. I have done the 3 Forts Marathon twice, so knew what it was all about and this year just fancied doing the Half.
That was a pretty good choice, given the recent illness, as I would not have enjoyed the extra 14 miles.
They call this event ‘The Tough One’ and there is no doubt why. This is the elevation graph for the Half. The 27 mile race is certainly no less up and down.
So, 3 Forts. It’s low key. Around 400 doing the Marathon (well 27 miles actually) and the same number doing the Half. The Marathon starts 30 minutes before the Half, which works perfectly with the narrow paths in the first 2 miles.
They send you your chip timing race number in the post or you pick it up on the day. It’s easy. Bag drop takes 30 seconds and they ask for a donation to their charity. There is hot food and drink available. Toilets, shelter, a group warm up. You know, pretty much everything that you need.
The race heads out of the field at Hill Barn Rec in Worthing, up a road for 200 yards (this is the only section of road that you see – you come down the same section on the way back) and then you’re on trails. Oh yeah. Trails. Thank god for that. Bye-bye tarmac. A summer of trails, grass and hills beckon.
It is 3.2km straight up to Cissbury Ring. It flattens out in a couple of places, but it is nothing more than a small respite. Anyone at my pace will walk up here (if they have any sense).
What goes up must come down. That’s what happens from 3.2k to 5.3k. You pass the first aid station and enjoy the freedom to stretch your legs.
This section is very empowering and great fun. Best make the most of it. What goes down must go up, especially when the high point of the race is Chanctonbury Ring.
From 5.3km to 10.8km the elevation varies from steep uphill to slightly uphill, with the odd short section of rolling ups and downs.
And this is the view back down the hill.
The views are just fantastic. One of the good things about walking up the hills is that you get the chance to take in the countryside.
And the hills keep coming until you reach the highest point of the race at Chanctonbury Ring. By the way, don’t expect that to be the end of the hills.
From there, you have 3k of decent. It’s lovely. It can be a little tough on the knees and quads, but most of it has a gradient that is gentle enough for you to run it comfortably.
And then comes the first sting in the tail. Well to be honest, it’s the first of 2 stings in the tail.
There are 2km of ascent and it’s pretty steep in places. I was wondering if I’d be able to run sections of it, given that I was only doing the Half and I’d had to walk it on the Marathon. No chance. I had to walk most of it.
You then have around 2km of descent and flat until you meet Cissbury Ring again. Once you have walked over it (no way at this stage am I thinking about running up here) it’s downhill all the way. You are now retracing your steps to the start.
If anyone wants to run this race next year, I’d highly recommend it. It’s very well organised. The timing is done by chip. They have cake at the end. The marshals are lovely. The course is tremendous. Not easy at all, but flat is dull. For the medal hunters out there, the lump of metal is nice as well.
parkrun corner with Theresa Chalk
Behold! The sound of splashing, the sound of laughter, children giggling. Yes, this could be you and your family. Read on to find out how and you don’t even have to buy anything.
A huge round of applause for Emma Leeson who got to 100 this month. Yes! she does look very good for her age.
This May you BHR have travelled as far away as Camperdown Parkrun, Dundee. We’ve also ran at Eastbourne, Whistable, Brighton and Hove, Horsham, Preston Park, Hove Prom and our very home one, Clair Park.
We’ve had 6 first timers : Michelle Sutherland, Rebecca Norton, Lucy Norton, Anna Wooler, Romy Conroy and Mark Grigg. Well done all of you it’s a brave step to make.
PB’s achieved this month include: Neil Phillpot, Emma Leeson, Ollie Bennett, Andrew Ground, Lynette Brown, Gayle Tyler, Tlou Mati and Faith Parker. Magnificent runs.
Splish and a splash almost there.
Fourteen of you have helped this month in a volunteer role. Your parkrun needs you. It needs more of us.
Do you remember your parkruns? The marshals clapping and cheering you as you passed by. Now imagine doing Clair (four Laps) on your own in silence. Doesn’t it make a huge difference knowing people are encouraging you and it lifts your spirits and keeps you going? You could be one of those people. You just need to have a pair of legs and two hands.
Now, everyone who volunteers this month, your name will go into a draw and the lucky recipient will receive a family swim pass (woohoo I hear you say) donated by The Triangle. Now with summer fast approaching you’ll be wanting to win this. If you volunteer at a parkrun other than Clair , this month please let me know.
So have a good month, here’s to new goals and new faces
Social Committee with Karen Harvey