It seemed a great idea when we were booking the flights… 06:35 departure from Leeds Bradford Airport, arriving into Dublin for 07:30. The return flight scheduled for 20:55 the same evening. A day trip to Dublin, for the sole purpose of parkrun tourism.
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Over the previous weekend I embarked on a 24-hour endurance relay as part of a team of eight. With captaincy provided by Alan Pollock, could Hyde and Sleek take the intra-club crown?
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The Round Sheffield Run is a multi-stage trail-running race that, including the walking between stages, totals about 15 miles. The race is broken up into 11 stages, the longest of which is 2.9 km. Considering the longest I’ve run all year is 10K, I did have to convince myself to tackle this. But I’m bloody glad I did.
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Yesterday, I became the first person in the world called Curtis to run at 30 different parkruns! The chosen location was Cleethorpes. Why? Well, Cleethorpes appears on the list of Yorkshire and Humberside parkruns (this is hotly contested, however!) and is one of very few within Y&H that Nicola hasn’t completed. I can’t access it via public transport either, so I wanted to use Nicola for her car.
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This weekend I realised I had a previously unknown wish to appear in the wedding photos of someone I had never actually met. Thankfully that was able to happen when I travelled to the wrong side of the Pennines to run at Heaton parkrun, north of Manchester.
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When the wonderful Nicola Forwood propositioned me with a parkrun tourism trip I nearly snapped her arm off. I didn’t, of course. If I had I may be facing assault charges AND Nicola wouldn’t have been able to drive us down there. Instead I said “yes, that would be really nice.”
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Earlier today I was the run director at Woodhouse Moor for the thirteenth time, which equates to being run director for 2.5% of all parkruns at Woodhouse Moor in its nine-and-a-bit year history. I think sometimes the role of run director can be an ominous, looming role and I thought I would share experiences of what is actually involved and pay testament to the hundreds of other run directors who do this too.
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