Never say no to cake, even after a gut-busting five kilometre dash around the local park. Granted, we usually have to trek across the Leeds University campus to get post-race cakey satisfaction. But today the cake came to us by the creaking table load.
The Leeds Hyde Park parkrun(sic) celebrated its 199th event, well, we are Loiners and we do like to do things differently. Plus, it happened to be the 51st birthday of parkrun founder Paul Sinton-Hewitt, who chose to spend it with us, so what better excuse for cake?
Runners were asked to wear red, not a push for me, with a wardrobe ranging from red to orange and back to red again, though Noel, or Mr Black as he likes to be known was struggling, though managed to find shorts with a red stripe. Our mate Phil’s only red was embarrassment as he confessed he’d forgotten.
The weekly runs are a kind of Sporty Big Society. They are free, rely on the goodwill of volunteers and by gum they do you good, at least that’s what I tell myself as I splutter around the two-and-a-half laps of the park. I now know every centimetre of that course, though the bit I like best is picking up the little tag as I cross the finishing line.
Today’s Big Society had undertaken a Big Bake-In to celebrate Paul’s birthday and the one run short of 200. Cakes, cakes and more cakes, with the odd piece of fruit, but the best cake of all was the special parkrun cake, cut by Paul, eaten by us. Nom nom.
Back to cakey trekking after next week’s run, unless someone can declare it their birthday – with more than 200 runners it’s a safe bet!