It’s been a great sunny morning for us GoodGymers, enjoying the parkrun community and making the most of the weekend.

First up, Bea was holding it down at Thames Path as tailwalker, with a front-row view of some serious Saturday overachievement. One runner (we think John!) had already ticked off Charlton parkrun and still made it over to Thames Path to finish ahead of Bea—two parkruns in one morning! Honestly, if we could, we would too 😄 Bea, meanwhile, kept the good vibes going and cheered everyone home to the finish.

Meanwhile, over at Greenwich Peninsula, Julian was on finish token duty – or should we say token gesture turned token tornado! A rogue gust of wind sent tokens flying at around position 200, creating a brief moment of chaos. But in true GoodGym style, calm heads prevailed, teamwork kicked in, and every runner got the correct time. That’s what we call a finishing touch under pressure.

Back at Charlton, I joined fellow GoodGymers including Linda, our fantastic Race Director. Evie, who brought the beats as well as the feet 🎶. Armed with a speaker and an upbeat Spotify playlist, we parkwalked, chatted about past and future races, PBs, and toughest courses – because what’s a parkrun without a bit of sole-searching? I even dropped a nugget from Jim Kwik: “When you move, your brain grooves” – and honestly, it felt spot on.

Post-parkrun? Straight to the café for a coffee and a catch-up before heading off to the next GoodGym task. Lovely jubbly! 🌞

Three different experiences, one shared vibe: getting out there, showing up, and being part of something bigger. These are the moments you don’t get sitting at home waiting for motivation – you create them by lacing up and stepping out.

As always, the best way to start the weekend is right here in this brilliant parkrun community. Just bring a smile, and connection comes easy

Till next time. Cecilia 🍀

I headed down to Thames Path parkrun for this week’s course check, where a light mist was adding a bit of “atmosphere”.

A steady run along the route to check for hazards, and some bollard wrangling to keep it interesting. Gate unlocked, bollards lowered: the course made significantly less impale-y for the morning’s runners with only some light knuckle grazing along the way.

With half an hour to spare, I headed west for more running along the Thames. And when I reached Greenwich Peninsula parkrun, the mist was lifting and the morning beginning to look much brighter.

Which made me wonder — maybe by the time parkrunners at Thames Path had summitted the Curly Wurly, they’d have seen a better view than I did!