Ahhhhh the good old parkrun photo.... 📸
The irony is not lost on me that I will actively avoid photos at any other time in my life but when it comes to parkrun photos, I sit there like a teenager trying to get One Direction tickets refreshing the webpage just to see if my photo is there. I can't explain it, I just like photo evidence that I was there.
I mentioned on Saturday that I felt really good. I was running more and gave it my all. 🏃♀️ Now, I'm usually blessed with encouraging remarks when I'm being lapped but after my big debut in Runners World Mag, I seem to have caught the attention of a few more runners this week.
As they were zooming by I was getting all sorts of praise... "Loved the article."
"Congrats on Runner's World."
"Saw you in Runner's World."
"You're famous now."
"Can I have your autograph."
" Run Runner's World Jess, Run." It was really encouraging and impacted my day very positively.
However, I was worried everyone may of thought I had let the 'fame' go to my head because at the start I couldn't get the volume to turn down on my iPod and I was really struggling to hear people pass me or anything at all really. So apologies if I didn't hear you I was having some technical issues.
I was also a bit of a pyjama party pooper. Highlands Parkrun had a pyjama/onesie themed dress up but I just couldn't do it. The fear of chub rub was just to raw for me. The last time I got chafing I was walking around like I had ridden a horse with no saddle for too long and was wincing with every step. It was not a good look at all! Vaseline was my friend. I just couldn't risk it hehehe.. So yeah, last week I was lapped by a Pink Power Ranger running backwards but this week I was lapped by a giraffe, bunny rabbit, the hulk, a cow and so much flannel! Flannelette everywhere and all I could think about it is... geez how's the friction..? hahaha see - chub rub fear! It's real!! I love parkrun ❤️