Part II in the tale of 2 parkrun launches. Apologies for the delay – life has a funny knack of getting in the way of running, annoyingly! Our second launch in a row was at Newborough, near Moe. While this isn’t a million miles away from Melbourne, it is a bit further for us and required us getting up at a time that started with a 4. Ouch. I took a pillow in the car, just in case I felt the need for snoozing along the way.
We arrived to a crisp, sunny morning – perfect running weather, as it always tends to be for our parkrun adventures. With me on this jaunt were Jo and Gary – a smaller cast than the week before but we met up again with lots of the parkrun adventuring regulars and happily chatted as we waited. The venue ticked all the boxes – clean toilets and ample parking. Tick and tick.
The launch was clearly quite popular and not just with tourists – there were a lot of locals and first timers there which was great to see. What was slightly disappointing was the number of people who seemed oblivious to the fact that the Run Director was trying to deliver a briefing and who continued their conversations regardless. Kudos to him for managing it professionally and courteously (I’m afraid I would possibly have resorted to getting out my teacher voice). He also ended with a fabulous reminder – the event team had a whole array of things to remember while we were all asked to bring only one thing (our barcode). Exactly.
So, run briefing done, it was time to go. The start follows the path and curves over the bridge before heading up a short incline to climb up onto the rail trail where it’s straight and flat(ish – there’s actually a slight incline to it but I didn’t notice until I checked Strava later). We ran along this to the turnaround point then back again to the second turnaround point (near where we joined the trail) then went and did that bit all over again. It certainly made for a friendly event – lots of passing, smiling, waving and the odd high-five although these had to be carefully orchestrated due to the 4 lanes of foot traffic as the various parkrunners and walkers moved at their differing speeds.
The beauty of the out-back-out again-back again part was that it made the time go fairly quickly and I was soon enough heading back to the finish. My calf had not held up particularly well – while the trail was flat, it was quite rocky and my unsteady footing had just aggravated my already tender leg. There is also the distinct possibility that I pushed it a bit too hard so early in my recovery. So the finish line was a ‘grit my teeth and get it done’ kind of situation.
Overall, another great parkrun and worth the long drive to help welcome another event to the Gippsland group. I’m constantly heartened by the way communities pull together to start these events and know only positive things can come out of the relationships built each week. Welcome to the parkrun family, Newborough 🙂