In 2019, my dad, Alan, died. He had a long illness and his wish at the end of his life was to be at home with the family. We were able to fulfil that wish with the extraordinary help of Pilgrims Hospices which provided some of the most compassionate, considerate and excellent care to Dad and to the family that I've ever experienced.
To say thank you, my three siblings (Anna, Clare & Simon) and I have decided to set ourselves challenges this year to help raise funds for their valuable work. It's our family year of fundraising.
Many of you will be aware of my history with running. A glance back through the archive of this blog will give you a flavour of just how difficult I find it. My Twitter feed is regularly splashed with #haterunning and despite several years working with an excellent running coach whose strap line was 'run happy', I have never enjoyed it one little bit. I also always run alone, preferring to be slow and lumbering and miserable by my grumpy self. It embarrasses me to run with other people.
So, to make a challenge hard enough to be fundraisable, it has to involve running. I have already done a half marathon and, even though I did triumph over a Care Bear on that occasion, I swore I'd never do another, or do a greater distance. I'm 50 in September and so we thought perhaps a good challenge would be to run 50 different 5km routes in 50 different parts of the country. So, that's what Steve and I are going to do. We hope that friends and family will join us on some of the runs. So it's a triple challenge: the running, the logistics and, possibly the hardest bit, the company.
I enjoyed blogging my half marathon training last time, it kept me focused enabled me to reflect and it gave me an excuse to remind people of the fundraising element of the challenge, so I thought I'd do the same thing this time. A blog about the runs, the places and the people.
So, without further ado...
Run 1 of 50: Charfield, Gloucestershire.
New Year's Day after a night out at The Plough in Charfield (appropriate really because it was Dad's local for many years) Steve and I were joined by our old friend Sam, one of the very best people, who was at primary school with Steve and secondary school with both of us, for 5k number one.
Steve, me and Sam about to set off |
43 minutes and 14 seconds 🐢🐢🐢 |
My family lived in Charfield for 19 years - it's a village in Gloucestershire on the edge of the Cotswolds. Steve lived here too and his dad still does, so we visit reasonably often. Some parts of the village date back to the 13th Century, but the majority of it is built around the railway line. The station opened here on the original Bristol and Gloucester Railway line in 1844 and the buildings on both platforms were designed by Brunel (no wonder my dad, a lover of the railways, was drawn here). The station became a victim of Beeching in 1965 and pretty much ever since there have been unsubstantiated rumours of a great reopening.
Charfield bloody Hill. From the top so you can't really see it |
As a Fen dweller, I am particularly bad at hills and have vowed to factor more proper hills into this challenge. I chose a route that took in Charfield Hill, knowing it was a beast that would defeat me (it did) but wanting a difficult start to make the rest feel better. That worked and after walking 3/4 of Charfield hill, we ran almost all the rest. Steve ran it all, eating up the hill as tho he'd never been away.
The one interesting, rather grim, piece of Charfield history is the fatal railway disaster that happened on October 13 1928 in which 16 people died, including two children whose remains were never claimed. There is a memorial to the dead at St James' church, a beautiful old church originally built in the 13th Century with wonderful views that we ran past.
St James's Church, Charfield |
View from the top of the easy hill |
Down about a kilometer of very smelly farm hill and then back up on the other side to more lovely views (despite the fairly dim weather) at the top of a smaller hill that I did manage to conquer and we were soon on the home straight, back into the village. At this point, Sam's endorphins kicked in and she became unbearably cheerful. I didn't reach quite Sam's levels of singing. dancing, leaping about joy, but did have to admit it was quite fun to mess around with a good friend, even if you have to do it while running.
Charfield Primary School past pupils |
So, there is it. The first of our 50 5kms. My hips hurt by the end, but I got round and ran the vast majority of it. We now have more than 20 suggestions of other runs to do and I'm actually looking forward to the next one.
Please tell us if you'd like to join us, especially if you have a favourite 5km route that we can run with you. And, if you have some spare cash, please consider supporting our fundraising efforts.
Fabulous start Jules, Steve and Sam. It feels like that it was the right one to start with xx
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