Born to Run? Great North Run 2018
It all started at Christmas 2016. Then after years of inactivity I decided that my New Years resolution would be to get more exercise. I’m not a “resolution” type of person so when I make then I tend to stick to them. And so it was that on 2 January 2017, armed with the Couch to 5K app on my phone, I staggered out of the front door of my house to find…..it was minus 6C and ice on the ground!
Never mind, a resolution is a resolution and 21 months later I’m on the starting line (or rather I’m 25 minutes walk behind the starting line) for the Great North Run 2018.
Of course, much of this is down to the other sporting exploits of my colleagues at Leathers the Accountants. When you come in to work on Monday morning and they are telling you about the latest climb they have conquered it does spur you on! They spend their time on bikes though which, as every runner knows, has the easy freewheeling downhill bits!
I had done the GNR before – when I was a mere slip of a lad aged 39. I have to say that I didn’t enjoy that one much and I was pretty underwhelmed by the fabled GNR atmosphere – there were big bits of the course where there was no-one other than the runners.
What a difference 16 years makes. The crowd was FANTASTIC. I heard “Come on Tim” countless times, did loads of high fives with the kids, had jelly babies a-plenty, listed to the bands en route – finishing with “Born to Run” by Springsteen at the end (what else!?).
I even managed to grab a selfie with my son who was manning the water station at White Mare Pool with his Scout Troop.
I did pass some who needed medical attention. I hope they all came through unscathed in the end.
It doesn’t matter that I didn’t get that close to my target time – after 5k I could tell that wasn’t going to happen even though I had beaten it in training – it was a great day shared with Bart Simpson, countless Marvel superheroes, someone wearing a shoe, someone else dressed as a green tap, a man running as a World War 1 bi-plane, and of course Colin Plews aka “BigPink Dress”. How can anyone not enjoy that!
And I raised £1,200 for St Oswalds Hospice. Thanks to all those who donated.