Kash started the New Year in Surrey, where GoodGym is not yet a thing, so she ran 12km to Feltham, thirsty for an impactful adventure. What could have stood in the way of reaching the mission location? Private roads! Kash had to add a kilometre or so to her original route and arrived slightly late at Mrs N's. The lady was nonetheless delighted to see the GoodGymer again and wished her a happy New Year.

While Mrs N prepared her signature Greek coffee for Kash, her husband, Mr A, explained the priorities of the gardening task. Contrary to Kash's assumptions, it was not the overgrown bush that had to be tackled first, but the paving threatened by patches of grass, brambles, and stems of future bushes that had established themselves between the slabs. Mr A accepted that Kash was unlikely to cut back the bush in the front garden within the 90-minute mission limit... but Kash didn't!

The GoodGymer, being an avid fan of chopping unruly branches, gazed longingly at the bush, but resisted the temptation and swapped secateurs for a trowel to scrape the grass between the slabs. The secateurs came in handy later to cut the woody stems that shouldn't be part of the paving.

After removing all the grass and sweeping the green waste into a pile, Kash concluded with satisfaction that there was still time for trimming the branches she was after. Ten minutes later, the bush got a new haircut, and the heap of cuttings grew twofold. Mrs N was very grateful for the help and said she admired the idea of GoodGym and would have loved to join the community herself if only her back problems and caring for her elderly mum and husband weren't on the way.